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Hymns   and   Services 
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SUNDAY-SGHOI 


WEST  SPRUCE   STREET 


PRESBYTERIAN  GHURGH, 


PHILADELPHIA. 


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School    Room. 


OPENING   SERVICES. 


NO.    I. 

I.  Superintendent. — 0  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord:  call  upon  his 
name:  make  known  his  deeds  among  the  people  — Psalm  cv.  1. 

II.  School. — He  hath  not  dealt  with  us  after  our  sins ;  nor  rewarded 
us  according  to  our  iniquities.  For  as  the  heaven  is  high  above  the 
earth,  so  great  is  his  mercy  toward  them  that  fear  him ;  as  far  as  the 
east  is  from  the  west,  so  far  hath  he  removed  our  transgressions  from  us. 
—Psalm  ciii.  10-12. 

III.  Chant.     (Preshyterian  Hymnal,  Chant  No.  22.) 

1.  We  have  thought  of  thy  loving  kindness,  |  0  |  God!  ||  in  the  | 
midst  |  of  thy  |  temple.  || 

2.  According  to  thy  name,  0  God !  so  is  thy  praise  unto  the  | 
ends  of  the  |  earth  ;  ||  thy  right  hand  is  |  full  of  j  righteous-  |  ness.|| 

3.  Great  is  the  Lord,  and  greatly  |  to  be  |  praised  ||  in  the  city 
of  our  God,  in  the  mountain  |  of  his  |  holi-  |  ness.  | 

Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  M  the  |  Son,  |[  and  |  to  ••  the  | 
Ho-ly  |  Ghost;  || 

As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  |  ever  ••  shall  |  be,  || 
world  |  without  |  end.     A-  |  men.  || 

IV.  Hymn.— By  Infant  School. 

V.  Superintendent. — Our  Father,  which  art  in  Heaven. 

VI.  School. — But  now,  0  Lord,  thou  art  our  Father. — Isaiah  lxiv.  8. 
Behold,  what  manner  of  love  the  Father  hath  bestowed  upon  us,  that 

we  should  be  called  the  sons  of  God. — 1  John  iii.  1. 

VII.  Superintendent. — Hallowed  be  thy  name. 

VIII.  School. — Not  unto  us,  0  Lord,  not  unto  us,  but  unto  thy  name 
give  glory,  for  thy  mercy,  and  for  thy  truth's  sake. — Psalm  cxv.  1. 

IX.  Superintendent. — Thy  kingdom  come. 

X.  School. — And  there  were  great  voices  in  heaven,  saying,  The 
kingdoms  of  this  world  are  become  the  kingdoms  of  our  Lord,  and  of  his 
Christ;  and  he  shall  reign  for  ever  and  ever. — Revelation  xi.  15. 

XI.  Superintendent. — Thy  will  be  done  in  earth,  as  it  is  in  heaven. 

XII.  School. — Teach  me  to  do  thy  will;  for  thou  art  my  God. — Psalm 
cxliii.  10. 

He  that  doeth  the  will  of  God  abideth  for  ever. — 1  John  ii.  17. 

XIII.  Superintendent. — Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread. 


XIV.  ><  HOOL. — Labor  not  for  the  meat  which  perisheth,  but  for  that 
meat  which  endureth  unto  everlasting  life,  which  the  Son  of  man  shall 
give  unto  you. — John  vi.  27. 

XV.  Superintendent. — And  forgive  us  our  debts,  as  we  forgive  our 
debtors. 

XVI.  School. — Have  mercy  upon  me,  0  God.  according  to  thy  loving 
kindness;  according  unto  the  multitude  of  ihy  tender  mercies  blot  out 
my  transgressions. — Psalm  li.  1. 

XVII.  Superintendent. — And  lead  us  not  into  temptation. 

XVIII.  School. — God  is  faithful,  who  will  not  suffer  you  to  be  tempted 
above  that  ye  are  able:  but  will  with  the  temptation  also  make  a  way  to 
escape,  that  ye  ma}*  be  able  to  bear  it. — 1  Corinthians  x.  13. 

XIX.  Superintendent. — But  deliver  us  from  evil. 

XX.  School. — 0  Lord  my  God,  in  thee  do  I  put  my  trust. — Psalm 
vii.  1. 

0  keep  mv  soul,  and  deliver  me;  .  .  .  for  I  put  m}*  trust  in  thee. 
—Psalm  xxv.  20.' 

XXI.  Superintendent. — For  thine  is  the  kingdom,  and  the  power, 
and  the  glory,  for  ever.     Amen. 

XXII.  Chant. —  Gloria  Patri  (as  above). 

XXIII.  Hymn. 

XXIV.  Superintendent. — And  all  things,  whatsoever  ye  shall  ask  in 
prayer,  believing,  }-e  shall  receive. — Matthew  xxi.  22. 

XXV.  Chant. —  The  Lord's  Prayer.  {Presbyterian  Hymnal,  Chant 
No.  3.) 

1  Our  Father  which  art  in  heaven.  | 

hallowed  |  be  thy  |  name  : 
Thy  kingdom  come,  thy  will  be  done  in  | 
earth,  •■  as  it  j  is  in  |  heaven. 

2  Give  us  this  |  day  our  |  daily  |  bread  : 
And  forgive  us  our  debts,  as  | 

we  for-  |  give  our  |  debtors. 

3  And  lead  us  not  into  temptation, 

but  de-  |  liver  |  us  from  \  evil  : 
For  thine  is  the  kingdom,  and  the  power, 
and  the  glory,  for  |  ever.  |  A=  |  men. 

XXVI.  Prayer. 

XXVII.  The  Apostles'  Creed. 

XXVIII.  Hymn. 

XXIX.  Reading  of  Scripture  Li  s 


NO.    2. 

I.  Superintendent. — I  will  praise  thee,  0  Lord,  with  my  whole  heart ; 
I  will  show  forth  all  thy  marvellous  works. — Psalm  ix.  1. 

II.  School. — I  will  be  glad  and  rejoice  in  thee:  I  will  sing  praise  to 
thy  name,  0  thou  most  High. — Psalm  ix.  2. 

III.  Chant.     {Presbyterian  Hymnal,  Chant  No.  4.) 

1.  Praise  the  Lord,  |  0  my  |  soul,  ||  and  all  that  is  within  me  | 
praise  his  |  holy  |  name. 

Praise  the  Lord,  |  0  my  |  soul,  ||  and  forget  not  |  all  his  |  bene-  | 
fits; 

2.  Who  forgiveth  |  all  thy  |  sin  ||  and  healeth  |  all  ••  thine  in-  | 
firmi-  |  ties. 

Who  saveth  thy  life  |  from  de-  |  struction  ||  and  crowneth  thee 
with  |  mercy  ■'  and  |  loving-  |  kindness. 

3.  Oh,  praise  the  Lord,  ye  angels  of  his,  ye  that  ex-  |  eel  in  | 
strength,  ||  ye  that  fulfill  his  commandment,  and  hearken  un-  |  to 
the  |  voice  of  •■  his  |  word. 

Oh,  praise  the  Lord,  all  |  ye  his  |  hosts,  ||  ye  servants  of  |  his 
that  |  do  his  |  pleasure. 

IV.  Superintendent. — Praise  God  in  his  sanctuary:  praise  him  in 
the  firmament  of  his  power. — Psalm  cl.  1. 

V.  School. — Enter  into  his  gates  with  thanksgiving,  and  into  his 
courts  with  praise  :  be  thankful  unto  him  and  bless  his  name. — Psalm  c.  4. 

VI.  Superintendent. — 0  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord,  for  he  is  good : 
for  his  mercy  endureth  forever. — Psalm  cvii.  1. 

VII.  School. — Oh,  that  men  would  praise  the  Lord  for  his  goodness, 
and  for  his  wonderful  works  to  the  children  of  men. — Psalm  cvii.  8. 

VIII.  Superintendent. — Let  everything  that  hath  breath  praise  the 
Lord.     Praise  ye  the  Lord. — Psalm  cl.  1. 

IX.  Chant. 

Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  |  Son,  ||  and  |  to  the  |  Holy  | 
Ghost; 

As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  |  ever  "  shall  |  be,  || 
world  |  without  |  end.     A-  |  men. 

X.  Hymn. — By  Infant  School. 

XI.  Superintendent. — Blessed  be  the  God  and  Father  of  our  Lord 
Jesus  Christ,  who  hath  blessed  us  with  all  spiritual  blessings  in  heavenly 
places  in  Christ. — Ephesians  i.  3. 

XII.  School. — For  he  hath  made  him  to  be  sin  for  us,  who  knew  no 
sin ;  that  we  might  be  made  the  righteousness  of  God  in  him. — 2  Corin- 
thians v.  21. 

XIII.  Hymn. 


XIV.  Superintendent. — Having,  therefore,  brethren,  boldness  to 
enter  into  the  holiest  by  the  blood  of  Jesus.  ...  let  us  draw  near, 
with  a  true  heart  in  full  assurance  of  faith. — Hebrews  x.  1 

XV.  Chant.—  The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  Our  Father  which  art  in  heaven.  | 

hallowed  |  be  thy  j  name  : 
Thy  kingdom  come,  thy  will  be  done  in  | 
earth.  ■•  as  it  |  is  in  |  heaven. 

2  Give  us  this  !  day  our  |  daily  |  bread: 
And  forgive  us  our  debts,  as  | 

we  for-  |  give  our  |  debtors. 

3  And  lead  us  not  into  temptation. 

but  de-  |  liver  |  us  from  |  evil : 
For  thine  is  the  kingdom,  and  the  power, 
and  the  glory,  for  |  ever.  |  A=  |  men. 

XVI.  Prayer. 

XVII.  The  Apostles'  Creed. — I  believe  in  God  the  Father  almighty, 
maker  of  heaven  and  earth  :  and  in  Jems  Christ  his  only  Son.  our  Lord; 
who  was  conceived  by  the  Holy  Ghost,  b'»rn  of  the  Virgin  Mary,  suffered 
under  Pontius  Pilate,  was  crucified,  dead,  and  buried:  he  descended  into 
hell :  the  third  day  he  arose  again  from  the  'lead  :  he  ascended  into  heaven, 
and  sitteth  at  the  right  hand  of  God  the  Father  almighty;  from  thence 
he  shall  come  to  judge  the  quick  and  the  dead.  I  believe  in  the  Holy 
Ghost:  the  Holy  Catholic  Church:  the  communion  of  saints;  the  for- 
giveness of  sins;  the  resurrection  of  the  body;  and  the  life  everlasting. 
Amen. 

XVIII.  Hymx. 

XIX.  Reaping  of  Scripture  Les 


No.  3. 

I.  Superintendent. — Give  ear,  0  my  people,  to  my  law  :  incline  your 
ears  to  the  words  of  my  mouth. — Psalm  Ixxviii.  1. 

IT.  School. — For  the  Lord  is  our  judge,  the  Lord  is  our  lawgiver. — 
fortieth  xxxiii.  22. 

III.  Chant.     (Hutchins'  Hymnal,  No.  59.) 

1.  Blessed  is  the  man  that  |  feareth  the  |  Lord,  ||  that  delighteth 
greatly  in  |  his  com-  |  mand  *  =  |  ments. 

2.  Blessed  are  they  that  |  keep  his  |  testimonies,  l|  and  that  seek 
him  I  with  the  |  whole  *  =  |  heart. 

3.  Teach  me,  0  Lord,  the  |  way  of  th}^  |  statutes  ;  ||  and  I  shall  | 
keep  it  *  un-  |  to  the  |  end. 

4.  I  will  delight  myself  |  in  thy  |  statutes;  ||  I  will  |  not  for-  | 
get  thy  I  word. 

Glory  be  to  the  Father,  |  and  *  to  the  |  Son,  ||  and  |  to  the  |  Holy  | 
Ghost. 

As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  |  ever  |  shall  be,  ||  world 
without  I  end  ■=  |  A  •=  |  men. 

IV.  Superintendent. — And  God  spake  all  these  words,  saying,  I  am 
the  Lord  thy  God,  which  have  brought  thee  out  of  the  land  of  Egypt, 
out  of  the  house  of  bondage. 

V.  School. — Thou  shalt  have  no  other  gods  before  me. 

VI.  Superintendent. — The  blessed  and  only  Potentate,  the  King  of 
kings,  and  Lord  of  lords. — 1  Timothy  vi.  15. 

VII.  School. — Thou  shalt  n)t  make  unto  thee  any  graven  image,  or 
any  likeness  of  anything  that  is  in  heaven  above,  or  that  is  in  the  earth 
beneath,  or  that  is  in  the  water  under  the  earth  :  thou  shalt  not  bow 
down  thyself  to  them,  nor  serve  them  :  for  I  the  Lord  thy  God  am  a 
jealous  God,  visiting  the  iniquity  of  the  fathers  upon  the  children  unto 
the  third  and  fourth  generation  of  them  that  hate  me;  and  showing 
mercy  unto  thousands  of  them  that  love  me,  and  keep  my  command- 
ments. 

VIII.  Superintendent. — God  is  a  spirit:  and  they  that  worship  him 
must  worship  him  in  spirit  and  in  truth. — John  iv.  24. 

IX.  School. — Thou  shalt  not  .take  the  name  of  the  Lord  thy  God  in 
vain,-  for  the  Lord  will  not  hold  him  guiltless  that  taketh  his  name  in 
vain. 

X.  Superintendent. — Our  Father  which  art  in  heaven,  Hallowed  be 
thy  name. — Matthew  vi.  9. 

XI.  School. — Remember  the  Sabbath  day,  to  keep  it  holy.  Six  days 
shalt  thou  labor,  and  do  all  thy  work :  but  the  seventh  day  is  the  sab- 
bath of  the  Lord  thy  God :  in  it  thou  shalt  not  do  any  work,  thou,  nor 
thy  son,  nor  thy  daughter,  nor  thy  man-servant,  nor  thy  maid-servant,  nor 
thy  cattle,  nor  thy  stranger  that  is  within  thy  gates  :  for  in  six  days  the 


Lonl  made  heaven  and  earth,  the  sea,  and  all  that  in  them  is,  and  rested 
the  seventh  day  :  wherefore  the  Lord  blessed  the  sabbath  day,  and  hal- 
lowed it. 

XII.  Superintendent. — There  remaineth  therefore  a  rest  to  the  peo- 
ple of  God. — Hebrew  iv.  9. 

XIII.  School. — Honor  thy  father  and  thy  mother:  that  thy  days  may 
be  long  upon  the  land  which  the  Lord  thy  God  giveth  thee. 

XIV.  Superintendent. — For  that  is  good  and  acceptable  before  God. 
— 1  Timothy  v.  4. 

XV.  School. — Thou  shalt  not  kill.  Thou  shalt  not  commit  adultery. 
Thou  shalt  not  steal.  Thou  shalt  not  bear  false  witness  against  thy 
neighbor. 

XVI.  Superintendent. — And  there  shall  in  no  wise  enter  into  the 
city  anything  that  defileth,  neither  whatsoever  worketh  abomination,  or 
maketh  a  lie. — Revelation  xxi.  27. 

XVII.  School. — Thou  shalt  not  covet  thy  neighbor's  house,  thou  shalt 
not  covet  thy  neighbor's  wife,  nor  his  man-servant,  nor  his  maid-servant, 
nor  his  ox,  nor  hia  ass,  nor  anything  that  is  thy  neighbor  s. 

XVIII.  Superintendent. — Teach  me,  0  Lord,  the  way  of  thy  statutes. 
.  .  .  Make  me  to  go  in  the  path  of  thy  commandments. — Psalm  cxix. 
33,  35. 

XIX.  Chant.     {Hymnal,  Chant  No.  25.) 

Lord,  have  mercy  upon  us,  and  write  all  these  thy  laws  in  our 
hearts,  we  beseech  thee. 

XX.  Hymn.— By  Infant  School. 

XXI.  Superintendent. — Thou  shalt  love  the  Lord  thy  God  with  all 
thy  heart,  and  with  all  thy  soul,  and  with  all  thy  mind.  This  is  the  first 
and  great  commandment. — Matthew  xxii.  37,  38. 

XXII.  School. — And  the  second  is  like  unto  it,  Thou  shalt  love  thy 
neighbor  as  thyself.  On  these  two  commandments  hang  all  the  law  and 
the  prophets. — Matthew  xxii.  39,  40. 

XXIII.  Superintendent. — Let  us  hear  the  conclusion  of  the  whole 
matter:  Fear  God,  and  keep  his  commandments:  for  this  is  the  whole 
duty  of  man. — Ecclesiastes  xii.  13. 

XXIV.  Hymn. 

XXV.  Superintendent. — The  Lord  is  nigh  unto  all  them  that  call 
upon  him,  to  all  that  call  upon  him  in  truth. — Psalm  cxlv.  IS. 

XXVI.  Chant.—  The  Lord's  Prayer. 

XXVII.  Prayer. 

XXVIII.  The  Apostles'  Creed. 

XXIX.  Hymn. 

XXX.  Reading  oe  Scripture  Lesson. 


IVo.   4. 

I.  Superintendent. — Unto  thee,  0  Lord,  do  we  give  thanks,  unto  thee 
do  we  give  thanks :  for  that  thy  name  is  near  thy  wondrous  works  de- 
clare.— Psalm  lxxv.  1. 

II.  School. — Enter  into  his  gates  with  thanksgiving,  and  into  his 
courts  with  praise  :  be  thankful  unto  him,  and  bless  his  name. — Psalm  c.  4. 

III.  Chant.     (Hutchins'  Hymnal,  No.  21.) 

1.  Blessed  be  the  Lord  God  of  |  Isra-  |  el,  ||  for  he  hath  visited  | 
and  re-  |  deemed  *  his  |  people ; 

2.  And  hath  raised  up  a  mighty  sal-  |  vation  |  for  us  ||  in  the 
house  I  of  his  |  servant  |  David. 

3.  As  he  spake  by  the  mouth  of  his  |  holy  |  prophets  ||  which 
have  been  [  since  the  |  world  be-  |  gan ; 

4.  That  we  should  be  saved  |  from  our  |  enemies  ||  and  from  the 
hand  of  |  all  that  |  hate  ■  =  |  us. 

Glory   be   to  the   Father,  |  and  ■  to   the  |  Son,  ||  and  |  to   the  | 
Holy  I  Ghost; 

As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  |  ever  |  shall  be,  ||  world 
without  I  end  *  =  |  A  •  =  |  men. 

IV.  Hymn.— By  the  Infant  School. 

V.  Superintendent. — Blessed  are  the  poor  in  spirit;  for  theirs  is  the 
kingdom  of  heaven. 

VI.  School. — For  thus  saith  the  high  and  lofty  One  that  inhabiteth 
eternity,  whose  name  is  Holy;  I  dwell  in  the  high  and  holy  place,  with 
him  also  that  is  of  a  contrite  and  humble  spirit,  to  revive  the  spirit  of 
the  humble,  and  to  revive  the  heart  of  the  contrite  ones. — Isaiah  lvii.  15. 

VII.  Superintendent. — Blessed  are  they  that  mourn  :  for  they  shall 
be  comforted. 

VIII.  School. — Blessed  be  God,  even  the  Father  of  our  Lord  Jesus 
Christ,  the  Father  of  mercies,  and  the  God  of  all  comfort;  who  comforteth 
us  in  all  our  tribulation,  that  we  may  be  able  to  comfort  them  which  are 
in  any  trouble,  by  the  comfort  wherewith  we  ourselves  are  comforted  of 
God. — 2  Corinthians  i.  3,  4. 

IX.  Superintendent. — Blessed  are  the  meek:  for  they  shall  inherit 
the  earth. 

X.  School. — Take  my  yoke  upon  you,  and  learn  of  me  ;  for  I  am  meek 
and  lowly  of  heart:  and  ye  shall  find  rest  unto  your  souls. — Matthew 
xi.  29. 

XI.  Superintendent. — Blessed  are  they  which  do  hunger  and  thirst 
after  righteousness:  for  they  shall  be  filled. 

XII.  School. — I  am  the  living  bread  which  came  down  from  heaven  : 
if  any  man  eat  of  this  bread,  he  shall  live  forever. — John  vi.  51. 

Whosoever  drinketh  of  the  water  that  I  shall  give  him  shall  never 


thirst :  but  the  water  that  I  shall  give  him  shall  be  in  hiui  a  well  of  water 
springing  up  into  everlasting  life. — John  iv.  14. 

XIH.  Superintendent. — Blessed  are  the  merciful:  for  they  shall 
obtain  mercy. 

XIV.  School. — But  love  your  enemies,  and  do  good,  and  lend,  hoping 
for  nothing  again;  and  your  reward  shall  be  great,  and  ye  shall  be  the 
children  of  the  Highest :  for  he  is  kind  unto  the  unthankful  and  to  the  evil. 
Be  ye  therefore  merciful,  as  your  Father  also  is  merciful. — Luke  vi.  35,  36. 

XV.  Superintendent. — Blessed  are  the  pure  in  heart:  for  they  shall 
see  God. 

XVI.  School. — Who  shall  ascend  into  the  hill  of  the  Lord  ?  or  who 
shall  stand  in  his  holy  place  ?  He  that  hath  clean  hands,  and  a  pure 
heart :  who  hath  not  lifted  up  his  soul  unto  vanity,  nor  sworn  deceit- 
fully.—  Psalm  xxiv.  3,  4. 

XVII.  Superintendent. — Blessed  are  the  peacemakers :  for  they  shall 
be  called  the  children  of  God. 

XVIII.  School. — Follow  peace  with  all  men,  and  holiness,  without 
which  no  man  shall  see  the  Lord. — II-  brewi  xii.  14. 

XIX.  Superintendent. — Blessed  are  they  which  are  persecuted  for 
righteousness'  sake:  for  theirs  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven. 

XX.  School. — Blessed  are  ye,  when  men  shall  revile  you,  and  persecute 
you,  and  say  all  manner  of  evil  against  you  falsely,  for  my  sake.  Pvejoice 
and  be  exceeding  glad  :  for  great  is  your  reward  in  heaven. 

XXI.  Hymn. 

XXII.  Superintendent. — Let  us  lift  up  our  heart  with  our  hands  unto 
(rod  in  the  heavens. — Lamentations  iii.  41. 

XXIII.  Chant.— The  Lord's  Pro 

XXIV.  Prayer. 

XXV.  The  Apostles'  Creed. — I  believe  in  God  the  Father  almighty, 
maker  of  heaven  and  earth  ;  and  in  Jesus  Christ  his  only  Son,  our  Lord; 
who  was  conceived  by  the  Holy  Ghost,  born  of  the  Virgin  Mary,  suffered 
under  Pontius  Pilate,  was  crucified,  dead,  and  buried:  he  descended  into 
hell :  the  third  day  he  arose  again  from  the  dead  :  he  ascended  into  heaven, 
and  sittetfa  at  the  right  hand  of  God  the  Father  almighty:  from  thence 
he  shall  come  to  judge  the  quick  and  the  dead.  I  believe  in  the  Holy 
Ghost:  the  Holy  Catholic  Church;  the  communion  of  saints;  the  for- 
giveness of  sins:  the  resurrection  of  the  body;  and  the  life  everlasting. 
Amen. 

XXVI.  Hymn. 

XXVII.  Heading  op  S<  ripture  Less 


No.  5. 

I.  Superintendent. — Praise  ye  the  Lord  :  for  it  is  good  to  sing  praises 
unto  our  God;  for  it  is  pleasant;  and  praise  is  comely. — Psalm  cxlvii.  1. 

II.  School. — I  will  extol  thee,  my  God,  0  king;  and  I  will  bless  thy 
name  for  ever  and  ever.  Every  day  will  I  bless  thee;  and  I  will  praise 
thy  name  for  ever  and  ever. — Psalm  cxlv.  1,  2. 

III.  Chant.     (Presbyterian  Hymnal,  Chant  No.  9.) 

1.  Holy,  holy,  holy  |  Lord  "  God  Al-  |  mighty  ! 

2.  Which  was,  and  |  is,  and  |  is  to  |  come. 

3.  Thou  art  worthy,  0  Lord  !  to  receive  glory  and  |  honor  "and  | 
power ; 

4.  For  thou  hast  created  all  things,  and  for  thy  pleasure  they  | 
are  and  |  were  ere-  |  ated. 

5.  Worthy  is  the  Lamb  |  that  was  |  slain, 

6.  To  receive  power,  and  riches,  and  wisdom,  and  strength,  and  | 
honor,  ••  and  |  glory,  •■  and  |  blessing. 

7.  Blessing,  and  honor,  and  |  glory,  ••  and  |  power, 

8.  Be   unto    him   that    sitteth  upon  the  throne,  and  unto  the 
Lamb  for  |  ever  and  |  ev-  |  er. 

IV.  Superintendent. — The  heavens  declare  the  glory  of  God;  and 
the  firmament  showeth  his  handiwork. 

V.  School. — Day  unto  day  uttereth  speech,  and  night  unto  night . 
showeth  knowledge.  There  is  no  speech  nor  language,  where  their  voice 
is  not  heard. 

VI.  Superintendent. — Their  line  is  gone  out  through  all  the  earth, 
and  their  words  to  the  end  of  the  world. 

VII.  School. — In  them  hath  he  set  a  tabernacle  for  the  sun,  which  is 
as  a  bridegroom  coming  out  of  his  chamber,  and  rejoiceth  as  a  strong 
man  to  run  a  race.  His  going  forth  is  from  the  end  of  the  heaven,  and 
his  circuit  unto  the  ends  of  it :  and  there  is  nothing  hid  from  the  heat 
thereof. 

VIII.  Superintendent. — The  law  of  the  Lord  is  perfect,  converting 
the  soul ;  the  testimony  of  the  Lord  is  sure,  making  wise  the  simple. 

IX.  School. — The  statutes  of  the  Lord  are  right,  rejoicing  the  heart ! 
the  commandment  of  the  Lord  is  pure,  enlightening  the  eyes.  The  fear 
of  the  Lord  is  clean,  enduring  for  ever :  the  judgments  of  the  Lord  are 
true  and  righteous  altogether. 

X.  Superintendent. — More  to  be  desired  are  they  than  gold,  yea, 
than  much  fine  gold  :  sweeter  also  than  honey  and  the  honeycomb.  More- 
over by  them  is  thy  servant  warned :  and  in  keeping  of  them  there  is 
great  reward. 

XI.  School. — Who  can  understand  his  errors  ?  cleanse  thou  me  from 
secret  faults.     Keep  back  thy  servant  also  from  presumptuous  sins;    let 


them  not  have  dominion  over  me:  then  shall  I  be  upright,  and  I  shall 
be  innocent  from  the  great  transgression. 

XII.  Superintendent. — Let  the  words  of  my  mouth,  and  the  medita- 
tion of  my  heart,  be  acceptable  in  thy  sight,  0  Lord,  my  strength,  and 
my  redeemer. — Psalm  xix. 

XIII.  Hymn.— By  Infant  School. 

XIV.  Superintendent. — Blessed  be  the  Lord  God,  the  God  of  Israel, 
who  only  doeth  wondrous  things. — Psalm  lxxii.  18. 

XV.  School. — And  blessed  be  his  glorious  name  for  ever:  and  let  the 
whole  earth  be  filled  with  his  glory;  Amen,  and  Amen. — Psalm  lxxii.  19. 

XVI.  Hymn. 

XVII.  Superintendent. — The  e.yes  of  the  Lord  are  upon  the  right- 
eous, and  his  ears  are  open  unto  their  cry. — Psalm  xxxiv.  15. 

XVIII.  School. — The  Lord  is  nigh  unto  all  them  that  call  upon  him, 
to  all  that  call  upon  him  in  truth. — Psalm  cxlv.  IS. 

XIX.  Superintendent. — 0  thou  that  nearest  prayer,  unto  thee  shall 
all  flesh  come. — Psalm  Ixv.  2. 

XX.  Chant. —  The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  Our  Father  which  art  in  heaven,  | 

hallowed  |  be  thy  |  name;  || 
Thy  kingdom  come,  thy  will  be  done  in  | 
earth,  ••  as  it  |  is  in  |  heaven. 

2  Give  us  this  |  day  our  |  daily  |  bread :  | 
And  forgive  us  our  debts,  as  | 

we  for-  |  give  our  |  debtors. 

3  And  lead  us  not  into  temptation, 

but  de-  |  liver  |  us  from  |  evil:  j| 
For  thine  is  the  kingdom,  and  the  power, 
and  the  glory,  for  |  ever.  |  A=  |  men. 

XXI.  Prayer. 

XXII.  The  Apostles'  Creed. — I  believe  in  God  the  Father  almighty, 
maker  of  heaven  and  earth;  and  in  Jesus  Christ  his  only  Son,  our  Lord; 
who  was  conceived  hy  the  Holy  Ghost,  born  of  the  Virgin  Mary,  suffered 
under  Pontius  Pilate,  was  crucified,  dead,  and  buried;  he  descended  into 
hell :  the  third  day  he  arose  again  from  the  dead  ;  he  ascended  into  heaven, 
and  sitteth  at  the  right  hand  of  God  the  Father  almighty  ;  from  thence 
he  shall  come  to  judge  the  quick  and  the  dead.  I  believe  in  the  Holy 
Ghost;  the  Holy  Catholic  Church;  the  communion  of  saints;  the  for- 
giveness of  sins  ;  the  resurrection  of  the  body ;  and  the  life  everlasting. 
Amen. 

XXIII.  Hymn. 

XXIV.  Reading  of  Scripture  Lesson. 


HYMNS. 


1    Praise  the  King  of  Heaven, 

(Regent  Square.    Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  471.) 

1  Praise,  niy  soul,  the  King  of  heaven; 

To  His  feet  thy  tribute  bring, 
Ransomed,  healed,  restored,  forgiven, 
Evermore  His  praises  sing; 

Alleluia!  Alleluia! 
Praise  the  everlasting  King. 

2  Praise  Him  for  His  grace  and  favor 

To  our  fathers  in  distress ; 
Praise  Him,  still  the  same  as  ever, 
Slow  to  chide,  and  swift  to  bless: 

Alleluia !  Alleluia  ! 
Glorious  in  His  faithfulness. 

3  Father-like,  He  tends  and  spares  us; 

Well  our  feeble  frame  He  knows; 
In  His  hands  He  gently  bears  us, 
Rescues  us  from  all  our  foes; 

Alleluia!  Alleluia! 
AVidely  yet  His  mercy  flows. 

4  Angels  in  the  height  adore  Him  ! 

Ye  behold  Him  face  to  face; 
Saints  triumphant  bow  before  Him  ! 
Gathered  in  from  every  race  : 

Alleluia!  Alleluia! 
Praise  with  us  the  God  of  grace.     Amen. 


2    Angel  Voices. 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  567.) 

1  Angel  voices  ever  singing 

Round  Thy  throne  of  light, 
Angel  harps,  forever  ringing, 

Rest  not  day  nor  night  ; 
Thousands  only  live  to  bless  Thee, 

And  confegs  Thee,  Lord  of  might. 

2  Thou,  who  art  beyond  the  farthest 

Mortal  eye  can  scan, 
Can  it  be  that  Thou  regardest 
Songs  of  sinful  man  ? 


Can  we  feel  that  Thou  art  near  us, 
And  wilt  hear  us  ?     Yea,  we  can. 

3  Yea,  we  know  Thy  love  rejoices 

O'er  each  work  of  Thine  ! 
Thou  didst  ears  and  hands  and  voices 

For  Thy  praise  combine  ! 
Craftsman's  art  and  music's  measure 

For  Thy  pleasure,  didst  design. 

4  Here,  Great  God,  to-day  we  offer 

Of  Thine  own  to  Thee; 
And  for  Thine  acceptance  proffer, 

All  unworthily, 
Hearts  and  minds,  and  hands  and  voices, 

In  our  choicest  melody.     Amen. 


3     Glory,  Laud,  and  Honor, 

(Presbyterian  Hymnal,  No.  952.) 

1  All  glory,  laud,  and  honor, 

To  Thee,  Redeemer,  King, 

To  Whom  the  lips  of  children 

Made  sweet  hosannas  ring  ! 

All  glory,  etc. 

2  The  company  of  angels 

Are  praising  Thee  on  high  ; 
And  mortal  men,  and  all  things 
Created,  make  reply. 

All  glory,  etc. 

3  The  people  of  the  Hebrews 

With  palms  before  Thee  went: 
Our  praise  and  prayer  and  anthems 
Before  Thee  we  present. 

All  glory,  etc. 

4  Thou  didst  accept  their  praises; 

Accept  the  prayers  we  bring, 
Who  in  all  good  delightest, 
Thou  good  and  gracious  King. 

All  glory,  etc. 


We  Sing  to  God  Our  King. 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  552.) 

1  Above  the  clear  blue  sky, 
In  heaven's  bright  abode, 
The  angel  host  on  high 
Sing  praises  to  their  God: 


3 

Alleluia ! 
They  love  to  sing 
To  God  their  King 

Alleluia ! 

2  But  God  from  infant  tongues 

On  earth  receiveth  praise; 

We  then  our  cheerful  songs 

In  sweet  accord  will  raise : 

Alleluia! 

We  too  will  sing 

To  God  our  King 

Alleluia! 

3  0  blessed  Lord,  Thy  truth 

To  us  Thy  babes  impart, 

And  teach  us  in  our  youth 

To  know  Thee  as  Thou  art. 

Alleluia ! 

Then  shall  we  sing 

To  God  our  King 

Alleluia! 

4  Oh  !  may  Thy  holy  word 

Spread  all  the  world  around; 
And  all  with  one  accord 
Uplift  the  joyful  sound, 
Alleluia! 
All  then  shall  sing 
To  God  their  King 
Alleluia!     Amen. 


5     Jesus  Shall  Reign. 

(Gospel  Hymns,  No.  141.) 

1  Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
J)oes  his  successive  journeys  run; 

His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 
For  Him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  endless  praises  crown  His  head; 
His  Name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

2  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  His  love,  with  sweetest  song; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  His  Name. 
Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King; 

Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen  ! 


0     The  Children's  Doxology. 

(By  A.  M.  Purves.     Sheet  Music.) 

1  Glory  to  the  Father  give, 

God  in  Whom  we  move  and  live; 
Children's  prayers  He  deigns  to  hear, 
Children's  songs  delight  His  ear. 
Glory  to  the  Son  we  bring, 
Christ,  our  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King, 
Children,  raise  your  sweetest  strain 
To  the  Lamb,  for  He  was  slain. 

2  Glory  to  the  Holy  Ghost, 
lie  reclaims  the  sinner  lost; 
Children's  minds  may  He  inspire, 
Touch  their  tongues  with  holy  fire. 
Glory  in  the  highest  be 

To  the  blessed  Trinity, 

For  the  gospel  from  above, 

For  the  word  that  "  God  is  Love." 


r     The  Church's  One  Foundation. 

(Amelia.     Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  463.) 

1  The  Church's  one  foundation 

Is  Jesus  Christ  her  Lord; 
She  is  His  new  creation 

By  water  and  the  Word ; 
From  heaven  He  came  and  sought  her 

To  be  His  holy  Bride, 
With  His  own  blood  He  bought  her, 

And  for  her  life  He  died. 

2  Elect  from  every  nation, 

Yet  one  o'er  all  the  earth, 
Her  charter  of  salvation 

One  Lord,  one  Faith,  one  Birth; 
One  holy  Name  she  blesses, 

Partakes  one  holy  Food, 
And  to  one  hope  she  presses, 

With  every  grace  endued. 

3  Though  with  a  scornful  wonder 

Men  see  her  sore  opprest, 
By  schisms  rent  asunder, 

By  heresies  distrest. 
Yet  saints  their  watch  are  keeping, 

Their  cry  goes  up,  "  How  long?" 
And  soon  the  night  of  weeping 

Shall  be  the  morn  of  song. 


4  'Mid  toil,  and  tribulation, 

And  tumult  of  her  war, 
She  waits  the  consummation 

Of  peace  for  evermore; 
Till  with  the  vision  glorious 

Her  longing  eyes  are  blest, 
And  the  great  Church  victorious 

Shall  be  the  Church  at  rest.     Amen. 

8    Praise  Ye  the  Father. 

(New  Hymnary,  page  95.) 

1  Praise  ye  the  Father  !  for  His  loving  kindness, 
Tenderly  cares  He  for  His  erring  children ; 
Praise  Him,  ye  angels,  praise  Him  in  the  heavens, 

Praise  ye  Jehovah  ! 

2  Praise  ye  the  Saviour!  great  is  His  compassion, 
Graciously  cares  He  for  His  chosen  people : 
Young  men  and  maidens,  ye  old  men  and  children, 

Praise  ye  the  Saviour  ! 

3  Praise  ye  the  Spirit !  Comforter  of  Israel, 
Sent  of  the  Father  and  the  Son  to  bless  us  : 
Praise  ye  the  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Spirit, 

Praise  ye  the  Triune  God  ! 


9     Praise  Ye  God,  the  Lord. 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  80.) 

1  Angels  holy,  high  and  lowly, 
Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lord  ! 

Earth  and  sky,  all  living  nature, 

Man,  the  stamp  of  thy  Creator, 

Praise  ye,  praise  ye  God,  the  Lord  ! 

2  Sun  and  moon,  bright  night  and  moonlight ; 
Starry  temples,  azure-floored  : 

Cloud  and  rain,  and  wild  wind's  madness, 
Sons  of  God,  that  shout  for  gladness, 
Praise  ye,  praise  ye  God,  the  Lord. 

3  Ocean  hoary,  tell  His  glory ; 

Clitfs,  where  tumbling  seas  have  roared  ; 
Pulse  of  waters,  blithely  beating, 
Wave  advancing,  wave  retreating, 

Praise  ye,  praise  ye  God,  the  Lord. 

4  Praise  Him  ever,  bounteous  Giver; 
Praise  Him,  Father,  Friend,  and  Lord ! 

Each  glad  soul  its  free  course  winging, 
Each  glad  voice  its  free  song  singing, 
Praise  the  great  and  mighty  Lord  !     Amen. 
2 


10     Coronation  Hymn. 

(Psalms  aud  Hymns,  and  Spiritual  Songs,  No.  552.) 

1  Crown  His  head  with  endless  blessing, 

Who,  in  God  the  Father's  name, 
With  compassions  never  ceasing, 

Comes  salvation  to  proclaim. 
Hail,  ye  saints,  who  know  His  favor, 

Who  within  His  gates  are  found; 
Hail,  ye  saints,  the  exhalted  Saviour, 

Let  His  courts  with  praise  resound. 

2  Lo,  Jehovah,  we  adore  Thee; 

Thee  our  Saviour  !  Thee  our  God  ! 
From  His  throne  His  beams  of  glory 

Shine  through  all  the  world  abroad. 
In  His  word  His  light  arises, 

Brightest  beams  of  truth  and  grace; 
Bind,  oh,  bind  your  sacrifices, 

In  His  courts  your  offerings  place. 

3  Jesus,  Thee  our  Saviour  hailing, 

Thee  our  God  in  praise  we  own  ; 
Highest  honors,  never  failing, 

Rise  eternal  round  Thy  throne; 
Now,  ye  saints,  His  power  confessing, 

In  your  grateful  strains  adore  ; 
For  His  mercy,  never  ceasing, 

Flows,  and  flows  for  evermore. 


11     Te  Deum. 

(Fresh  Laurels,  page  104.) 

Chorus. — We  praise  Thee,  we  bless  Thee!  Thou  who  only  art  divine; 
No  name  is  worthy  such  homage  as  Thine  ; 
Our  heart's  adoration    forever  we  will  gladly  bring 
To  Thee,  our  Creator,  Redeemer,  and  King. 
p.  ,    f  To  meet  the  glad  echoes  our  voices  we  raise, 

{  And  join  with  our  souls  in  the  anthem  of  praise ; 
We  praise  Thee,  we  bless  Thee !  Thou  who  only  art  divine, 
For  no  name  is  worthy  such  homage  as  Thine. 
o  ,    f  With  angels  in  glory,  we  herald  the  story, 

{  Glad  tidings  of  joy  and  peace,  through  our  Saviour  and  King. 
Chorus. — We  praise  Thee,  we  bless  Thee !  Thou  who  only  art  divine  ; 
No  name  is  worthy  such  homage  as  Thine  ; 
Our  heart's  adoration  forever  we  will  gladly  bring 
To  Thee,  our  Creator,  Redeemer,  and  King. 

Chorus. — We  praise  Thee,  we  bless  Thee,  etc. 
p.  ,    f  For  mercies  unnumbered,  for  tenderest  care, 

s  \  For  blessings  Thy  children  so  bounteously  share ; 
We  praise  Thee,  we  bless  Thee,  etc. 


«  ,    f  Now  joyfully  blending,  with  rapture  ascending, 

{  Our  tribute  of  praise  to  Thee,  Blessed  Saviour  and  King. 
Chorus. — We  praise  Thee,  we  bless  Thee,  etc. 

Chorus. — We  praise  Thee,  we  bless  Thee,  etc. 
p.  j    f  Our  voices  in  chorus  exultingly  raise, 
trts  J  ^  j0-n  w-tk  tke  angeis  whose  songs  fill  the  skies : 

We  praise  Thee,  we  bless  Thee,  etc. 
o  7    f  Ye  angels  in  glory,  still  herald  the  story, 
0  °  \  Sing  praises  for  evermore  to  our  Saviour  and  King. 
Chorus. — We  praise  Thee,  we  bless  Thee,  Thou  who  only  art  divine, 
No  name  is  worthy  such  homage  as  Thine ; 
Our  heart's  adoration  forever  we  will  gladly  bring 
To  Thee,  our  Creator,  Redeemer,  and  King. 
Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Hallelujah.     Amen. 
Hallelujah.     Amen.     Amen. 


12     Shout  the  Glad  Tidings. 

(Presbyterian  Hymnal,  No.  639.) 

Chorus. — Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing; 
Jerusalem  triumphs,  Messiah  is  King. 

1  Zion,  the  marvellous  story  be  telling, 

The  Son  of  the  Highest,  how  lowly  His  birth; 
The  brightest  archangel  in  glory  excelling, 

He  stoops  to  redeem  thee,  He  reigns  upon  earth. 

2  Tell  how  He  cometh;  from  nation  to  nation, 

The  heart-cheering  news  let  the  earth  echo  round; 
How  free  to  the  faithful  He  offers  salvation ! 

How  His  people  with  joy  everlasting  are  crowned. —  Chorus, 

3  Mortals,  your  homage  be  gratefully  bringing, 

And  sweet  let  the  gladsome  hosanna  arise; 
Ye  angels,  the  full  hallelujah  be  singing; 

Our  chorus  resound  through  the  earth  and  the  skies. —  Chorus 


13     Blessed  is  He  that  Cometh, 

(Chaplet,  page  3.) 

Blessed  is  He  that  cometh  in  the  name  of  the  Lord ! 

Joyfully  let  us  meet  Him  ! 

Lovingly  let  us  greet  Him  ! 
Blessed  is  He  that  cometh  in  the  name  of  the  Lord! 
Hosanna  !  Hosanna  !  Hosanna  in  the  highest !  :|| 
Echo  His  wondrous  praises  in  the  sweetest  accord! 

Lo  !  ev'ry  valley  ringeth, 

Tidings  of  joy  He  bringeth  : 
Blessed  is  He  that  cometh  in  the  name  of  the  Lord ! 


8 

2  Blessed  is  He  that  cometh  in  the  name  of  the  Lord ! 

Bear  we  the  palms  before  Him  ! 

Let  every  heart  adore  Him  ! 
Blessed  is  He  that  cometh  in  the  name  of  the  Lord  ! 
:  Hosanna  !  Hosanna  !  Hosanna  in  the  highest  !  : 
Rest  to  the  weary-hearted  He  hath  kindly  restored; 

Welcome  Him  in  your  sadness  ! 

Welcome  the  King  of  gladness  ! 
Blessed  is  He  that  cometh  in  the  name  of  the  Lord ! 

3  Blessed  is  He  that  cometh  in  the  name  of  the  Lord ! 

Honor  to  Him  forever! 
Thanks  unto  God  the  giver  ! 
Blessed  is  He  that  cometh  in  the  name  of  the  Lord ! 
|| :  Hosanna  !  Hosanna  !  Hosanna  in  the  highest !  :|| 

Sin  He  hath  proudly  conquered  by  the  might  of  His  word  ! 
Little  ones  round  Him  bending, 
Greet  Him  with  praise  unending  ! — 
Blessed  is  He  that  cometh  in  the  name  of  the  Lord. 

Amen.     Amen. 

14     Hosanna  We  Sing. 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  571.) 

1  Hosanna  we  sing,  like  the  children  dear, 

In  the  olden  days  when  the  Lord  lived  here; 
He  bless'd  little  children  and  smil'd  on  them, 
While  they  chanted  His  praise  in  Jerusalem. 
Alleluia  we  sing,  like  the  children  bright, 
With  their  harps  of  gold  and  their  raiment  white, 
As  they  follow  their  Shepherd  with  loving  eyes, 
Thro'  the  beautiful  valleys  of  Paradise. 

2  Hosanna  we  sing,  for  He  bends  His  ear, 
And  rejoices  the  hymns  of  His  own  to  hear; 
We  know  that  His  heart  will  never  wax  cold 
To  the  lambs  that  He  feeds  in  His  earthly  fold. 
Alleluia  we  sing  in  the  Church  we  love, 
Alleluia  resounds  in  the  Church  above; 

To  Thy  little  ones,  Lord,  may  such  grace  be  given, 
That  we  lose  not  our  part  in  the  song  of  heaven.     Amen. 


15     Thank  and  Praise  Jehovah's  Name. 

(St.  George's.    Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  528.) 

1  Thank  and  praise  Jehovah's  Name! 

For  His  mercies  firm  and  sure, 
From  eternity  the  same, 

To  eternity  endure. 
Let  the  ransomed  thus  rejoice, 

Gathered  out  of  every  land, 
As  the  people  of  His  choice. 

Plucked  from  the  destroyer's  hand. 


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2  In  the  wilderness  astray, 

Hither,  thither,  while  they  roam, 
Hungry,  fainting  by  the  way, 

Far  from  refuge,  shelter,  home, — 
Then  unto  the  Lord  they  cry  ; 

He  inclines  a  gracious  ear, 
Sends  deliverance  from  on  high, 

Rescues  them  from  all  their  fear. 

3  To  a  pleasant  land  He  brings, 

Where  the  vine  and  olive  grow, 
Where  from  flowery  hills  the  springs 

Through  luxuriant  valleys  flow. 
Oh,  that  men  would  praise  the  Lord 

For  His  goodness  to  their  race; 
For  the  wonders  of  His  word, 

And  the  riches  of  His  grace.     Amen. 

16     A  Holy,  Happy  Band. 

(Methodist  Sunday-School  Tune-Book,  No.  51.) 

1  Around  the  throne  of  God  in  heaven 

Thousands  of  children  stand, 
Children  whose  sins  are  all  forgiven, 

A  holy,  happy  band. 
Refrain.— Singing  glory,  glory,  glory, 
A  holy,  happy  band. 

2  In  flowing  robes  of  spotless  white 

See  every  one  arrayed, 
Dwelling  in  everlasting  light, 

And  joys  that  never  fade. — Refrain. 

3  What  brought  them  to  that  world  above, 

That  heaven  so  bright  and  fair, 
Where  all  is  peace  and  joy  and  love — 

How  came  those  children  there? — Refrain. 

4  Because  the  Saviour  shed  His  blood 

To  wash  away  their  sin  : 
Bathed  in  that  pure  and  precious  flood, 
Behold  them  white  and  clean. — Refrain. 

5  On  earth  they  sought  the  Saviour's  grace, 

On  earth  they  loved  His  Name; 
So  now  they  see  His  blessed  face, 

And  stand  before  the  Lamb. — Refrain. 

17     Saviour,  Blessed  Saviour. 

(Hutchins'  Sunday-School  Hymnal,  Edition  of  1875,  No.  171.) 

1  Saviour,  Blessed  Saviour, 
Listen  whilst  we  sing, 
Hearts  and  voices  raising 
Praises  to  our  King. 


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All  we  have  to  offer, 

All  we  hope  to  be, 
Body,  soul,  and  spirit, 

All  we  yield  to  Thee. 

2  Nearer,  ever  nearer, 

Christ,  we  draw  to  Thee, 
Deep  in  adoration 

Bending  low  the  knee  : 
Thou  for  our  redemption 

Cam'st  on  earth  to  die; 
Thou,  that  we  might  follow, 

Hast  gone  up  on  high. 

3  Great  and  ever  greater 

Are  Thy  mercies  here; 
True  and  everlasting 

Are  the  glories  there, 
"Where  no  pain,  or  sorrow, 

Toil,  or  care  is  known, 
Where  the  angel-legions 

Circle  round  Thy  throne. 

4  Brighter  still  and  brighter 

Glows  the  western  sun, 
Shading  all  its  gladness 

O'er  our  work  that's  done  ; 
Time  will  soon  be  over, 

Toil  and  sorrows  past, 
May  we,  Blessed  Saviour, 

Find  a  rest  at  last.     Amen. 


18     Praise  of  Children. 

(Miriam.    Presbyterian  Hymnal,  Xo.  690.) 

1  Come,  let  us  sing  of  Jesus, 

While  hearts  and  accents  blend: 
Come,  let  us  sing  of  Jesus, 

The  sinner's  only  Friend. 
His  holy  soul  rejoices, 

Amid  the  choirs  above, 
To  hear  our  youthful  voices 

Exulting  in  His  love. 

2  We  love  to  sing  of  Jesus, 

Who  died  our  souls  to  save  : 
We  love  to  sing  of  Jesus, 

Triumphant  o'er  the  grave; 
And  in  our  hour  of  danger, 

We'll  trust  His  love  alone, 
Who  once  slept  in  a  manger, 

And  now  sits  on  the  throne. 


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Then  let  us  sing  of  Jesus, 

While  yet  on  earth  we  stay, 
And  hope  to  sing  of  Jesus 

Throughout  eternal  day; 
For  those  who  here  confess  Him 

He  will  in  heaven  confess, 
And  faithful  hearts  that  bless  Him 

He  will  forever  bless. 


19     The  Cross  of  Christ. 

(Presbyterian  Hymnal,  No.  141.) 

1  In  the  Cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 

Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive  and  fears  annoy, 
Xever  shall  the  Cross  forsake  me; 
Lo!  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  Cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  Cross  are  sanctified; 
Peace  is  there,  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 


20    Alleluia,  Song  of  Sweetness. 

(Barnby's  Hymnary,  No.  188.) 

1  Alleluia,  song  of  sweetness, 

Voice  of  joy,  eternal  lay; 
Alleluia  is  the  anthem 

Of  the  choirs  in  heavenly  day; 
Which  the  angels  sing  abiding 

In  the  House  of  God  ahvay. 

2  Alleluia  thou  resoundest, 

Salem,  Mother  of  the  blest; 
Alleluias  without  ending 

Fit  yon  place  of  gladsome  rest; 
Exiles  we  by  Babel's  waters 

Sit  in  bondage,  sore  distressed. 

3  Alleluia  we  deserve  not 

Here  to  chant  for  evermore ; 


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Alleluia  our  transgressions 

Make  as  for  awhile  give  o'er; 
For  the  holy  time  is  coming, 

Bidding  us  our  sins  deplore. 

4  Trinity  of  endless  glory, 

Hear  Thy  people  as  they  cry  ; 

Grant  us  all  to  keep  Thine  Easter 
In  our  home  beyond  the  sky  ; 

There  to  Thee  our  Alleluia 

.Singing  everlastingly.     Amen. 


21     Alleluia,  Sing  to  Jesus. 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  Xo.  120.) 

1  Alleluia,  sing  to  Jesus, 

His  the  sceptre,  His  the  throne; 
Alleluia,  His  the  triumph, 

His  the  victory  alone. 
Hark,  the  songs  of  peaceful  Zion 

Thunder  like  a  mighty  flood: 
Jesus  out  of  every  nation 

Hath  redeemed  us  by  His  blood. 

2  Alleluia,  not  as  orphans, 

We  are  left  in  sorrow  now; 
Alleluia,  He  is  near  us, 

Faith  believes,  nor  questions  how: 
Though  the  cloud  from  sight  received  Him 

When  the  forty  days  were  o'er, 
Shall  our  hearts  forget  His  promise, 

"I  am  with  you  evermore?" 

3  Alleluia,  Bread  of  angels, 

Thou  on  earth  our  Food,  our  Stay  : 
Alleluia,  here  the  sinful 

Flee  to  Thee  from  day  to  day. 
Intercepter,  Friend  of  sinners, 

Earth's  Redeemer,  plead  for  me, 
Where  the  songs  of  all  the  sinless 

Sweep  across  the  crystal  sea. 

4  Alleluia,  sing  to  Jesus, 

His  the  sceptre,  His  the  throne; 
Alleluia,  His  the  triumph, 

His  the  victory  alone. 
Hark,  the  songs  of  peaceful  Zion 

Thunder  like  a  mighty  flood; 
Jesus  out  of  every  nation 

Hath  redeemed  us  by  His  blood.     Amen. 


22     Shout  for  Joy! 

(Calvary  Songs,  page  13.) 

1  Shout  for  joy  !  come  before  the  Lord  with  singing  j 

Young  and  old  wake  the  glad  refrain; 
Praise  Jehovah  !  to  Him  your  tribute  bringing, 

Till  the  skies  echo  back  the  strain. 
Praise  the  Father,  who  loves  His  children  ever, 

Chant  His  goodness  in  cheerful  song; 
He,  our  God,  will  forsake  His  people  never; 

Endless  praises  to  Him  belong. 

Chorus. — Shout  for  joy  !  come  before  the  Lord  with  singing; 
Young  and  old  wake  the  glad  refrain; 
Praise  Jehovah  !  to  Him  your  tribute  bringing, 
Till  the  skies  echo  back  the  strain. 

2  Praise  the  Son,  Who  has  brought  us  free  salvation, — 

Pardon,  peace,  through  His  precious  blood; 
Bringing  home,  out  of  every  tribe  and  nation, 

Wand'ring  souls  to  the  fold  of  God. 
Holy  Spirit,  our  Comforter  in  sadness, 

Kindly  Light,  leading  pilgrims  on, — 
Thee  we  praise,  in  grateful  hymn  of  gladness, 

With  the  Father  and  the  Holy  Son. —  Chorus. 


23     Glory  to  God. 

(Calvary  Songs,  page  25.) 

1  "  Glory  to  God  !  Peace  on  the  earth ! 

"  Good-will  to  men  !"  sang  the  angels  above ! 
Glory  to  God  !  Peace  on  the  earth  ! 

Good-will  to  men  !  sound  the  chorus  of  love. 
p.  ,   |  Bright  dawns  the  morning,  when  heaven  is  so  near; 
*  {      Sweet  be  our  anthem,  for  Jesus  is  here; 
Come,  let  us  sing— sing  of  His  grace, 

Grateful  thanksgivings  shall  utter  His  praise. 

2  Praise  ye  the  Lord  !  Lift  to  His  Name 

High  hallelujahs  from  each  happy  voice; 
Strike  the  loud  chord  !  Praise  ye  the  Lord  ! 
Let  every  soul  in  His  glory  rejoice ! 
|  Oh,  for  a  strain  such  as  angels  repeat, 
J      When  the  redeemed  cast  their  crowns  at  His  feet  ; 
"Worthy  the  Lamb!  Once  He  was  slain, 
"Now  on  His  throne  He  is  reigning  again !" 

3  0  Christ  of  God  !  risen  and  crowned  ! 

Come  with  Thy  presence,  Thy  Spirit  impart ! 
Come  with  Thy  love  !  come  with  Thy  power  ! 
Breathe  on  our  souls  and  enrich  every  heart ! 


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{Sad  were  Thy  sufferings,  shameful  Thy  cross, 
Sharing  our  punishment,  bearing  our  loss; 
Now,  Lord  of  all,  Thee  we  adore ! 

Bring  we  our  souls  to  be  Thine  evermore ! 


24     Hark!    the  Notes. 

^Westminster  Hymnal,  No.  11.) 

1  Hark  !  the  notes  of  angels  singing, 

"  Glory,  glory  to  the  Lamb  \" 
All  in  Heaven  their  tribute  bringing, 

Praising  high  the  Saviour's  Name. 
See  !  the  angelic  host  have  crowned  Him  ; 

Jesus  fills  the  throne  on  high  : 
Countless  myriads,  hovering  'round  Him, 

With  His  praises  rend  the  sky. 

2  Filled  with  holy  emulation, 

Let  us  vie  with  those  above; 
Sweet  the  theme, — a  free  salvation, 

Fruit  of  everlasting  love. 
Endless  life  in  Him  possessing, 

Let  us  praise  His  precious  Name; 
Glory,  honor,  power,  and  blessing, 

Be  forever  to  the  Lamb. 


25     Onward,  Christian  Soldiers. 

(^St.  Gertrude.    Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  597.) 

1  Onward,  Christian  soldiers, 

Marching  as  to  war, 
With  the  Cross  of  Jesus 

Going  on  before. 
Christ,  the  Royal  Master, 

Leads  against  the  foe, 
Forward  into  battle 

See,  His  banners  go. 

Onward,  etc. 

2  At  the  sign  of  triumph 

Satan's  host  doth  flee; 
On  then,  Christian  soldiers, 

On  to  victory. 
Hell's  foundations  quiver 

At  the  shout  of  praise; 
Brothers,  lift  your  voices, 

Loud  your  anthems  raise. 

Onward,  etc. 

:\   Like  a  mighty  army 

Moves  the  Church  of  God; 
Brothers,  we  are  treading 
Where  the  saints  have  trod; 


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We  are  not  divided, 

All  one  body  we  ; 
One  in  hope  and  doctrine, 

One  in  charity. 

Onward,  etc. 

4  Onward,  then,  ye  people, 
Join  our  happy  throng, 
Blend  with  ours  your  voices, 

In  the  triumph  song ; 

Glory,  laud,  and  honor, 

Unto  Christ  the  King, 

This  through  countless  ages 

Men  and  angels  sing. 

Onward,  etc.     Amen. 


26     Brightly  Gleams  our  Banner. 

(New  Hymnary,  page  58.) 

1  Brightly  gleams  our  banner, 

Pointing  to  the  sky, 
Waving  wanderers  onward 

To  their  home  on  high. 
Journeying  o'er  the  desert, 

Gladly  thus  we  pray, 
And  with  hearts  united 

Take  our  heavenward  way. 

Brightly  gleams,  etc. 

2  Jesus,  Lord  and  Master, 

At  Thy  sacred  feet, 
Here  with  hearts  rejoicing 

See  Thy  children  meet; 
Often  have  we  left  Thee, 

Often  gone  astray, 
Keep  us,  mighty  Saviour, 

In  the  narrow  way. 

Brightly  gleams,  etc. 

3  All  our  days  direct  us 

In  the  way  we  go, 
Lead  us  on  victorious 

Over  every  foe : 
Bid  Thine  angels  shield  us 

When  the  storm-clouds  lour, 
Pardon  Thou  and  save  us 

In  the  last  dread  hour. 

Brightly  gleams,  etc. 

4  Then  with  saints  and  angels 

May  we  join  above, 
Offering  prayers  and  praises 
At  Thy  throne  of  love  ; 


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When  the  toil  is  over, 

Then  comes  rest  and  peace, 
Jesus,  in  his  beauty, 

Songs  that  never  cease. 

Brightly  gleams,  etc.     Amen. 


27     Strike  for  Victory. 

(Pure  Gold,  page  96.) 

1  Strike!  0  strike  for  vict'ry,  soldiers  of  the  Lord, 
Hoping  in  His  mercy,  trusting  in  His  word; 
Lift  the  gospel  banner  high  above  the  world, 
Let  its  folds  of  beauty  ever  be  unfurled. 
Chorus. — Strike  !  strike  for  victory,  heroes  bold, 

Strike  till  the  vict'ry  you  behold; 
Strike  !   strike  for  vict'ry,  ne'er  give  o'er, 
Rest  then  in  glory  evermore. 

2  "What  though  raging  lions  meet  us  on  the  way  ! 
Zionwarcl  we're  marching  toward  the  gates  of  day  ; 
Ever  pressing  onward,  onward  to  the  light, 

Till  we  reach  the  Jordan,  with  our  home  in  sight. —  Chorus. 

3  Strike  !  0  strike  for  vict'ry,  heroes  of  the  Cross, 
Sacrificing  pleasure,  glorying  in  loss; 

Bind  the  helmet  stronger,  tighter  grasp  the  sword, 
Conquering  and  to  conquer,  battle  for  the  Lord. — Chorus. 

4  Hand  to  hand  united,  heart  to  heart  as  one, 

Let  us  still  keep  marching  till  our  journey's  done; 

Till  we  see  the  angels  come  in  glory  down, 

With  the  shining  garments  and  the  victor's  crown. —  Chorus 


28     We  March  to  Victory. 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  Xo.  598.) 

Chorus. — We  march,  we  march  to  victory 

With  the  Cross  of  the  Lord  before  us, 
With  His  loving  eye  looking  down  from  the  sky, 
And  His  holy  arm  spread  o'er  us. 

1  We  come  in  the  might  of  the  Lord  of  light, 

With  armor  bright  to  meet  Him  ; 
And  we  put  to  flight  the  armies  of  night 

That  the  sons  of  the  day  may  greet  Him. —  Chorus. 

2  Our  sword  is  the  Spirit  of  God  on  high, 

Our  helmet  His  salvation  ; 
Our  banner  the  Cross  of  Calvary, 

Our  watchword,  the  Incarnation. — Chorus. 


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3  We  tread  in  the  might  of  the  Lord  of  Hosts, 

And  we  fear  not  man  or  devil; 
For  our  Captain  Himself  guards  well  our  coasts, 
To  defend  His  Church  from  evil. —  Chorus. 

4  And  the  choir  of  angels  with  song  awaits 

Our  march  to  the  golden  Zion ; 
For  our  Captain  has  broken  the  brazen  gates, 
And  burst  the  bars  of  iron. —  Chorus.     Amen. 


29     Forward  !   be  Our  Watchword. 

(St.  Margaret's.    Mortimer's  Twenty-five  Hymns,  No.  18.) 

1  Forward  !  be  our  watchword, 

Step  and  voices  joined, 
Seek  the  things  before  us, 

Xot  a  look  behind  : 
Burns  the  fiery  pillar 

At  our  army's  head ; 
Who  shall  dream  of  shrinking, 
By  our  Captain  led  ? 

Forward  through  the  desert, 
Through  the  toil  and  fight, 
Jordan  flows  before  us, 
Zion  beams  with  light. 

2  Forward,  when  in  childhood 

Buds  the  infant  mind; 
All  through  youth  and  manhood, 

Not  a  thought  behind : 
Speed  through  realms  of  nature, 

Climb  the  steps  of  grace : 
Faint  not,  till  in  glory 
Gleams  our  Father's  face. 
Forward,  all  the  lifetime 

Climb  from  height  to  height : 
Till  the  head  be  hoary, 
Till  the  eve  be  light  ! 

3  Forward,  flock  of  Jesus, 

Salt  of  all  the  earth, 
Till  each  yearning  purpose 
Spring  to  glorious  birth; 
Sick,  they  ask  for  healing, 

Blind,  they  grope  for  day; 
Pour  upon  the  nations 
Wisdom's  loving  ray. 
Forward,  out  of  error, 

Leave  behind  the  night ; 
Forward  through  the  darkness, 
Forward  into  light. 


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4  Glories  upon  glories 

Hath  our  God  prepared, 
By  the  souls  that  love  Him 

One  day  to  be  shared: 
Eye  hath  not  beheld  them, 

Ear  hath  never  heard; 
Nor  of  these  hath  uttered 
Thought  or  speech  or  word; 

Forward,  marching  eastward, 
Where  the  heaven  is  bright, 

Till  the  veil  be  lifted, 
Till  our  faith  be  sight !     Amen. 


30     Onward  Go. 

(Fourth  Gospel  Hymns,  No.  29.) 

1  Trusting  in  the  Lord  thy  God, 

Onward  go  !     Onward  go  ! 
Holding  fast  His  promised  word, 

Onward  go  ! 
Ne'er  den}r  His  worthy  Name, 
Though  it  bring  reproach  and  shame ; 
Spreading  still  His  wondrous  fame, 
Onward  go  ! 

2  Has  He  given  thee  golden  grain  ? 

Onward  go  !     Onward  go  ! 
Sow  and  thou  shalt  reap  again; 

Onward  go  ! 
To  thy  Master's  gate  repair, 
Watching  be  and  waiting  there; 
He  will  hear  and  answer  prayer: 
Onward  go  ! 

3  Has  He  said  the  end  is  near  ? 

Onward  go  !     Onward  go  ! 
Serving  Him  with  holy  fear, 

Onward  go ! 
Christ  thy  portion,  Christ  thy  stay, 
Heavenly  bread  upon  the  way, 
Leading  on  to  glorious  day : 

Onward  go  ! 

31     Soldiers  of  Christ. 

(Good  as  Gold,  page  74.) 

1  Soldiers  of  Christ  are  we, 
Marching  to  victory, 

Marching  to  Heaven ; 
In  His  bright  armor  dressed, 
His  Cross  our  chosen  crest, 
And  for  our  food  and  rest 

His  word  is  given. 


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Refrain.— Marching  on  (boldly  on), 
Marching  on  (boldly  on), 

Jesus  bids  us  forward, 

Shout  the  battle  call; 
Now  to  vict'ry  haste  away, 

Ye  soldiers  all; 
Till  the  truth  shall  gain  the  day, 

We  fight  or  fall. 

2  Thou  blessed  Prince  of  Peace  ! 
Give  Thou  our  strength  increase, 

Our  courage  raise ; 
And  when  our  course  is  run, 
"Warfare  and  labor  done, 
To  Thee  our  hearts  in  one 

Shall  give  the  praise. — Refrain. 

3  Soldiers  of  Christ  are  we; 
Light,  Love,  and  Libert}', 

Our  battle  call  ; 
Till  truth  shall  win  the  day, 
Till  right  shall  gain  the  sway, 
Till  sin  is  driven  away, 

We  fight  or  fall. — Refrain. 

32     Soldiers  of  the  Cross. 

(Pond  &  Co.'s  Easter  Carols.) 

1  We  are  Soldiers  of  the  Cross, 

Battling  for  the  right  ; 
We  are  marching  on  to  war, 

With  shield  and  buckler  bright : 
We  are  children  of  a  King 

Who  sits  enthroned  on  high; 
He  is  strong,  and  we  shall  win 

If  on  Him  we  rel}T. 
Chorus. — As  we  march  ring  out  the  song, 
Lift  the  Cross  on  high  : 
Blow  the  trumpet  loud  and  long, 
And  shout  the  battle  cry. 

2  We  are  Soldiers  of  the  Cross, 

By  it  we  are  led  : 
It  is  gleaming  with  the  blood 

That  Christ  our  Lord  hath  shed. 
He  so  loved  us  that  He  died 

To  take  our  sins  away; 
It  is  little  we  can  do 

This  debt  of  love  to  pay. —  Chorus. 

3  We  are  Soldiers  of  the  Cross, 

Faithful,  valiant,  true, 
Doing  with  our  strength  and  might 
Whate'er  we  find  to  do  : 


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Never  yielding  unto  sin, 

Though  foes  encamp  around, 

Using  prayer,  a  weapon  strong, 

To  crush  them  to  the  ground. —  Chorus. 

4  We  are  Soldiers  of  the  Cross : 

Let  us  ever  be 
Worthy  of  the  name  we  bear, 

Till  death  shall  set  us  free: 
Then  forever  we  will  give 

All  praise,  0  God,  to  Thee; 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  Blessed  Trinity. —  Chorus.     Amen. 


33     Soldiers  of  the  Cross. 

(Presbyterian  Hymnal,  Xo.  951.) 

1  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 

Ye  soldiers  of  the  Cross  ; 
Lift  high  His  royal  banner, 

It  must  not  suffer  loss  : 
From  victory  unto  victory 

His  army  shall  He  lead, 
'Till  every  foe  is  vanquished, 

And  Christ  is  Lord  indeed. 

2  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 

The  trumpet  call  obey  ; 
Forth  to  the  mighty  conflict 

In  this  His  glorious  day  : 
Ye  that  are  men,  now  serve  Him, 

Against  unnumbered  foes; 
Your  courage  rise  with  danger, 

And  strength  to  strength  oppose. 

3  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 

Stand  in  His  strength  alone; 
The  arm  of  flesh  will  fail  you, 

Ye  dare  not  trust  your  own  : 
Put  on  the  gospel  armor, 

And  watching  unto  prayer, 
Where  duty  calls,  or  danger, 

Be  never  wanting  there. 

4  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 

The  strife  will  not  be  long; 
This  day  the  noise  of  battle, 

The  next  the  victor's  song. 
To  him  that  overcometh 

A  crown  of  life  shall  be; 
He  with  the  King  of  glory 

Shall  reign  eternalh'. 


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34    Arise  and  Shine. 

(Calvary  Songs,  page  9.) 

1  Out  of  darkness  into  light, 
Jesus  call  the  sons  of  night; 
Out  of  midnight  into  day 
Jesus  bids  us  come  away. 

Chorus. — (Girls)  Arise,  arise;   (Boys)  Arise,  arise; 

[Grirls)  Arise  and  shine;  (Boys)  Arise  and  shine; 
(Girls)  Arise,  arise;   (Boys)  Arise,  arise; 
(Girls)  Thy  light  is  come;  (Boys)  Thy  light  is  come; 
(Girls)  Arise  and  shine;   (Boys)  Arise  and  shine; 
(Girls)  Thy  light  is  come;   (Boys)  Thy  light  is  come, 
(^4.^)  The  glory  of  the  Lord  is  ris'n  upon  our  gloom. 

2  From  this  world's  alluring  snares, 
From  its  perils  and  its  cares, 
From  its  vanity  and  strife, 
Jesus  beckons  us  to  life. —  Chorus. 

3  From  the  vanities  of  youth, 
Into  rest,  and  love,  and  truth, 
Into  joy  that  never  palls, 

Jesus  in  His  mercy  calls. — Chorus. 


35     The  March  of  Life. 

(Calvary  Songs,  page  104.) 

1  In  the  march  of  life,  through  the  toil  and  strife 

Of  the  winding  path  before  us, 
We  have  naught  to  fear  with  the  Saviour  near, 
And  His  banner  waving  o'er  us. 
n    7    (If  the  tempest  rise  in  the  dark'ning  skies, 
(      We  will  yield  to  no  repining; 
Though  the  storm  roar  loud  thro'  the  rifted  cloud, 
There's  a  golden  sunbeam  shining. 

In  the  march  of  life,  etc. 

2  In  the  Christian  race  if  we  take  our  place, 

We  may  run  and  weary  never; 
Daily  pressing  on  till  the  goal  be  won. 
Unto  Jesus  looking  ever. 
f  Casting  all  our  care  on  the  Lord  by  prayer, 
{      He  will  keep  our  feet  from  falling; 
We  will  sure  obtain,  nor  have  run  in  vain 
For  the  prize  of  God's  high  calling. 

In  the  march  of  life,  etc. 


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36     Volunteer  Song. 

(Fresh  Laurels,  page  30.) 

I    {Girls)  We  are  marching  on  with  shield  and  banner  bright, 
{Boys)  We  will  work  for  God  and  battle  for  the  right, 
[Girls)  We  will  praise  His  Name,  rejoicing  in  His  might, 
{All)  And  we'll  work  till  Jesus  calls. 

Clio i- us. — {Girls)  Then  awake:  {Boys)  Then  awake; 
Iris)  Then  awake;  (Boys)  Then  awake; 
{Girls)  Happy  song;  {Boys)  Happy  song; 
(  Girls)  Happy  song:  (Boys)  Happy  song; 
|  a  iris)  Shout  for  joy  ;  [Boys)  Shout  for  joy; 
[Girls)  Shout  for  joy;   {Boys)  Shout  for  joy, 

[All)  At  we  gladly  march  along. 
We  are  inarching  onward,  singing  as  we  go, 
To  the  promised  land  where  living  waters  flow; 
Come  and  join  our  ranks  as  pilgrims  here  below, 
Come  and  work  till  Jesus  calls. 

2  In  the  Sunday-school  our  army  we  prepare, 
As  we  rally  round  our  blessed  standard  there, 
And  the  Saviour's  cross  we  early  learn  to  bear, 

While  we  work  till  Jesus  calls. —  Chorus. 

3  We  are  marching  on,  our  Captain  ever  near, 
Will  protect  us  still,  His  gentle  voice  we  hear: 
Let  the  foe  advance,  we'll  never,  never  fear, 

For  we'll  work  till  Jesus  calls. —  Chorus. 


37    Uplift  the  Banner. 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  473.) 

1  LTplift  the  banner  !   Let  it  float 

Skyward  and  seaward,  high  and  wide; 
The  sun  shall  light  its  shining  folds, 
The  Cross,  on  which  the  Saviour  died. 

2  Uplift  the  banner!  Angels  bend 

In  anxious  silence  o'er  the  sign, 
And  vainly  seek  to  comprehend 
The  wonder  of  the  Love  Divine. 

3  Uplift  the  banner!  Heathen  lands 

Shall  see  from  far  the  glorious  sight, 
And  nations,  gathering  at  the  call, 
Their  spirits  kindle  in  its  light. 

4  Uplift  the  banner  !  Let  it  float 

Skyward  and  seaward,  high  and  wide; 
Our  glory  only  in  the  Cross, 
Our  only  hope,  the  Crucified, 


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5  Uplift  the  banner  !  Wide  and  high, 
Seaward  and  skyward  let  it  shine: 
Nor  skill,  nor  might,  nor  merit  ours  ; 
We  conquer  only  in  that  sign.     Amen. 

38     Following  Jesus, 

(Mortimer's  Twenty-five  Hymns,  No.  21.) 

1  Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 

All  to  leave  and  follow  Thee; 
Destitute,  despised,  forsaken, 

Thou,  from  hence,  my  all  shalt  be  ! 
Refrain. — Haste  then  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Armed  by  faith  and  winged  by  prayer; 
Heaven's  eternal  day's  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 

2  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me, 

They  have  left  my  Saviour,  too  ; 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me, — 

Thou  art  not,  like  them,  untrue. — Refrain. 

3  Oh,  while  Thou  dost  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might, 
Foes  may  hate,  and  friends  disown  me, 

Show  Thy  face,  and  all  is  bright. — Refrain. 

4  Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me, 

'Twill  but  drive  me  to  Thy  breast, 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me, 

Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest! — Refrain. 

39     Rest  of  the  Weary. 

(Hutchins'  Sunday-School  Hymnal,  No.  352.) 

1  Rest  of  the  weary,  Joy  of  the  sad, 
Hope  of  the  dreary,  Light  of  the  glad; 
Home  of  the  stranger,  Strength  to  the  end, 
Refuge  from  danger,  Saviour  and  Friend. 

2  Pillow,  where  lying,  love  rests  its  head, 
Peace  of  the  dying,  Life  of  the  dead; 
Path  of  the  lowly,  Prize  at  the  end, 
Breath  of  the  holy,  Saviour  and  Friend. 

3  When  my  feet  stumble,  I'll  to  Thee  cry, 
Crown  of  the  humble,  Cross  of  the  high; 
When  my  steps  wander,  over  me  bend, 
Truer  and  fonder,  Saviour  and  Friend. 

4  Ever  confessing  Thee,  I  will  raise 
Unto  Thee  blessing,  glory,  and  praise  : 
All  my  endeavour,  world  without  end, 

Thine  to  be  ever,  Saviour  and  Friend.     Amen. 


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40     O  Word  of  God  Incarnate. 

(Fairford.     Methodist  Sunday-School  Tune-Book,  No.  226.) 

1  0  word  of  God  incarnate, 

0  wisdom  from  on  high, 
0  truth  unchang'd,  unchanging, 

0  light  of  our  dark  sky  ! 
We  praise  Thee  for  the  radiance 

That  from  the  hallow'd  page, 
A  lantern  to  our  footsteps, 

Shines  on  from  age  to  age. 

2  The  Church  from  her  dear  Master 

Received  the  gift  divine. 
And  still  that  light  she  lifteth 

O'er  all  the  earth  to  shine. 
It  is  the  golden  casket 

Where  gems  of  truth  are  stored, 
It  is  the  heaven-drawn  picture 

Of  Christ  the  living  Word. 

3  It  floateth  like  a  banner 

Before  God's  host  unfurl'd, 
It  shineth  like  a  beacon 

Above  the  darkling  world. 
It  is  the  chart  and  compass 

That  o'er  life's  surging  sea. 
Mid  mists,  and  rocks,  and  quicksands, 

Still  guide.  0  Christ,  to  Thee. 

4  0  make  Thy  Church,  dear  Saviour, 

A  lamp  of  burnish  d  gold, 
To  bear  before  the  nations 

Thy  true  light  as  of  old  ; 
0  teach  Thy  wandering  pilgrims 

By  this  their  path  to  trace. 
Till,  clouds  and  darknc.-s  ended, 

They  see  Thee  face  to  face. 


41     Shepherd  of  Tender  Youth. 

(Presbyterian  Hymnal,  No.  659.) 

1  Shepherd  of  tender  youth, 
Guiding  in  love  and  truth 

Through  devious  way.-. 
Christ  our  triumphant  king! 
We  come  Thy  Xaine  to  sing, 
And  here  our  children  bring 

To  join  Thy  praise. 

2  0  wisdom's  great  High  Priest! 
Thou  hast  prepared  the  feast 


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Of  holy  love; 
And  in  our  mortal  pain 
None  calls  on  Thee  in  vain ! 
Help  Thou  dost  not  disdain, 

Help  from  above. 

3  Ever  be  near  our  side, 

Our  Shepherd  and  our  Guide, 

Our  Staff  and  Song  ! 
Jesus,  Thou  Christ  of  God  ! 
By  Thine  enduring  word 
Lead  us  where  Thou  hast  trod ; 

Make  our  faith  strong. 

4  So  now  and  till  we  die, 
Sound  we  Thy  praises  high, 

And  joyful  sing; 
Let  all  the  holy  throng 
Who  to  Thy  Church  belong, 
Unite  and  swell  the  song 

To  Christ  our  king. 


42     He  Leadeth  Me. 

(Presbyterian  Hymnal,  No.  1006.) 

1  He  leadeth  me  !  oh,  blessed  thought, 

Oh,  words  with  heavenly  comfort  fraught ! 

Whate'er  I  do,  where'er  I  be, 

Still  'tis  God's  hand  that  leadeth  me. 

Refrain. — He  leadeth  me,  He  leadeth  me; 

By  His  own  hand  He  leadeth  me; 
His  faithful  follower  I  would  be, 
For  by  His  hand  He  leadeth  me. 

2  Lord !  I  would  clasp  Thy  hand  in  mine, 
Nor  ever  murmur  nor  repine, 
Content,  whatever  lot  I  see, 

Since  'tis  my  God  that  leadeth  me. — Refrain. 

3  And  when  my  task  on  earth  is  done, 
When  by  Thy  grace  the  victory's  won, 
E'en  death's  cold  wave  I  will  not  flee, 

Since"  God  through  Jordan  leadeth  me, — Refrain. 


43     Thy  Will  be  Done. 

(Westminster  Hymnal,  No.  256.) 

1  Thy  will  be  |  done :  |  In  devious  ways  the 
hurrying  stream  of  |  life  may  |  run,  || 
Yet  still  our  grateful  hearts  shall  say,  | 
Thy  will  be  |  done.  || 


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2  Thy  will  be  |  done  :  |  If  o'er  us  shine 

a  gladd'ning  and  a  |  prosp'rous  |  sun. 
This  prayer  will  make  it  more  divine:  | 
Thy  will  be  |  done.  |j 

3  Thy  will  be  done  :  j  If  shrouded 

o'er  our  |  path  with  |  gloom,  || 
One  comfort — one  is  ours — to  breathe  while  we  adore,  | 
Thy  will  be  |  done.  || 

4  Thy  will  be  |  done:  j  And  when  life's 

closing  |  scene  shall  |  come, 
Ma}-  angels  waft  our  spirits  home,  there  to  sing  around  Thy  throne, 
Thy  will  be  |  done. 
Thy  will  be  |  done. 

44    Jesus,  3Ieek  and  Gentle. 

(S.  Perpetua.     Mortimer's  Twenty-five  Hymns,  Xo.  2.) 

1  Jesus,  meek  and  gentle, 

Son  of  God  Most  High, 
Pitying,  loving  Saviour, 

Hear  Thy  children's  cry. 
Pardon  our  offences, 

Loose  our  captive  chains. 
Break  down  every  idol 

Which  our  soul  detains. 

2  Give  us  holy  freedom, 

Fill  our  hearts  with  love; 
Draw  us,  Holy  Jesus, 
To  the  realms  above. 

Jesus,  meek  and  gentle,  etc. 

3  Lead  us  on  our  journey, 

Be  Thyself  the  Way. 
Through  terrestrial  darkness, 
To  celestial  day. 

Jesus,  meek  and  gentle,  etc. 

45     Rock  of  Ages. 

(Gethsemane.     Evangelical  Hymnal,  Xo.  169.) 

1  Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me ! 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  Thy  riven  side  which  flowed, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure : 
Cleanse  me  from  its  guilt  and  power. 

2  Not  the  labors  of  my  hands 
Can  fulfil  Thy  law's  demands: 
Could  my  zeal  no  respite  know, 
Could  my  tears  forever  flow, 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone, 
Thou  must  save,  and  Thou  alone. 


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3  Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring, 
Simpiy  to  Thy  cross  I  cling ; 
Naked,  come  to  Thee  for  dress, 
Helpless,  look  to  Thee  for  grace ; 
Foul,  I  to  the  fountain  fly, 
Wash  me,  Saviour,  or  I  die ! 

4  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eyelids  close  in  death, 
When  I  soar  through  tracts  unknown, 
See  Thee  on  Thy  judgment-throne, 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me ! 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee.     Amen. 

46     Art  Thou  Weary? 

(Stephanos.     Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  366.) 

1  Art  thou  weary,  art  thou  languid, 

Art  thou  sore  distressed? 
"  Come  to  Me,"  saith  One,  "and  coming, 
Be  at  rest." 

2  Hath  He  marks  to  lead  me  to  Him, 

If  He  be  my  guide  ? — 
"  In  His  feet  and  hands  are  wound-prints; 
And  His  side." 

3  If  I  find  Him,  if  I  follow, 

What  His  guerdon  here  ? — 
11  Many  a  sorrow,  many  a  labor, 
Many  a  tear." 

4  If  I  still  hold  closely  to  Him, 

What  hath  He  at  last  ?— 
"  Sorrow  vanquished,  labor  ended, 
Jordan  passed." 

5  If  I  ask  Him  to  receive  me, 

Will  He  say  me  nay  ? 
"  Not  till  earth  and  not  till  heaven 
Pass  away." 

6  Finding,  following,  keeping,  struggling, 

Is  He  sure  to  bless  ? — 
"  Saints,  apostles,  prophets,  martyrs, 
Answer,  Yes."     Amen. 

47     I  Lay  My  Sins  on  Jesus. 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  308.) 

1  I  lay  my  sins  on  Jesus, 

The  spotless  Lamb  of  God; 
He  bears  them  all,  and  frees  us 
From  the  accursed  load ; 


I  bring  my  guilt  to  J 

;sh  niy  cri: 
White  in  His  blood  in osl 
Till  not  a  spot  remains. 

2  I  lav  my  wants  on  Jesus : 

All  fulness  dwells  iu  Him  : 
He  healeth  my  diseac 

He  doth  my  soul  redeem : 
I  lay  my  griefs  on  Je* 
nrdena  and  my 
He  from  them  all  rek 

He  all  my  sorrows  shares. 

3  I  rest  my  soul  on  Je- 

This  weary  soul  of  mine: 
His  right  hand  me  embi 

I  on  His  breast  recline: 
I  love  the  Name  of  Jesus. 

Immanuel,  Christ,  the  Lord: 
Like  fragrance  on  the  bre- 

His  name  abroad  is  poured. 

4  I  long  to  be  like 

mild; 

I  long  to  be  like  Jesus. 
The  Father's  holy  Child; 

_  to  be  with. 
Amid  the  heavenly  throng, 
T     sing  :  is  praises, 

>arn  the  angels*  song.     Amen. 


4^     "Jesu,  Dulcis  Hemoria." 

Bgelical  Hymnal,  No.  151.) 

1  Jesu-  Thought  of  Thee 

But  sweeter  far 

in  Thy  pres 

2  Xor  voice  .   :  heart  can  frame. 

N  r  can  the  memory  find 
A  sweeter  sound  than   -  Name, 

Saviour  of  mankind! 

3  0  Hope  of  every  contrite  heart. 

of  all  the  meek  ! 
To  those  who  fall,  how  kind  Thou  art ! 
those  wh 

4  But  what  to  those  who  find  ?    Ah 

tongue  nor  pen  can  s:. 
.  e  of  Jesus,  whafl 
Xone  but  His  loved  ones  know. 


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5  Jesus,  our  only  Joy  be  Thou, 
As  Thou  our  Prize  wilt  be; 
Jesus,  be  Thou  our  (ilory  now, 
And  through  eternity.     Amen. 


49     The  Voice  of  Jesus. 
(Methodist  Sunday-School  Hymnal,  No.  63.) 

1  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"  Come  unto  Me  and  rest; 
Lay  down,  thou  weary  one,  lay  down 

Thy  head  upon  My  breast." 
I  came  to  Jesus  as  I  was, — 

Weary,  and  worn,  and  sad  ; 
I  found  in  Him  a  resting-place, 

And  He  has  made  me  glad. 

2  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"Behold  I  freely  give 
The  living  water, — thirsty  one, 

Stoop  down,  and  drink,  and  live/' 
I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 

Of  that  life-giving  stream  : 
My  thirst  was  quench'd,  my  soul  revived, 

And  now  I  live  in  Him. 

3  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"  I  am  this  dark  world's  Light; 
Look  unto  Me,  thy  morn  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  day  be  bright." 
I  look'd  to  Jesus,  and  I  found 

In  Him  my  Star,  my  Sun ; 
And  in  that  light  of  life  I'll  walk 

'Till  trav'ling  days  are  done. 


50     What  Hast  Thou  Done  for  3Ie  ? 

(Gospel  Hymns,  No.  21.) 

1  I  gave  My  life  for  thee, 

My  precious  blood  I  shed, 
That  thou  might'st  ransomed  be, 

And  quickened  from  the  dead; 
/.  I  gave,  I  gave  My  life  for  thee, 
p.  What  hast  thou  given  for  Me? 

2  My  Father's  house  of  light, — 

My  glory-circled  throne 
I  left,  for  earthly  night, 

For  wand'rings  sad  and  lone; 
/.  I  left,  I  left  it  all  for  thee, 
p.  Hast  thou  left  aught  for  Me  ? 


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3  And  I  have  brought  to  thee, 
Down  from  My  home  above, 
Salvation  full  and  free, 
My  pardon  and  My  love ; 
f.  I  bring,  I  bring  rich  gifts  to  thee, 
2).  What  hast  thou  brought  to  Me  ? 

51     Jesus  our  Friend. 

(Gospel  Hymns,  No.  29.) 

1  What  a  friend  we  have  in  Jesus, 

All  our  sins  and  griefs  to  bear; 
What  a  privilege  to  carry 

Everything  to  God  in  prayer. 
Oh  !  what  peace  we  often  forfeit, 

Oh  !  what  needless  pain  we  bear — 
All  because  we  do  not  carry 

Everything  to  God  in  prayer. 

2  Have  we  trials  and  temptations  ? 

Is  there  trouble  anywhere  ? 
We  should  never  be  discouraged; 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 
Can  we  find  a  friend  so  faithful, 

Who  will  all  our  sorrows  share? 
Jesus  knows  our  every  weakness; 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 

3  Are  we  weak  and  heavy  laden, 

Cumbered  with  a  load  of  care  ? 
Precious  Saviour,  still  our  refuge, — 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 
Do  thy  friends  despise,  forsake  thee  ? 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer  ; 
In  His  arms  He'll  take  and  shield  thee; 

Thou  wilt  find  sweet  solace  there. 

52     That  Sweet  Story  of  Old. 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  574.) 

1  I  think  when  I  read  that  sweet  story  of  old, 

When  Jesus  was  here  among  men, 
How  He  called  little  children  as  lambs  to  His  fold, 
I  should  like  to  have  been  with  them  then. 

2  I  wish  that  His  hands  had  been  placed  on  my  head, 

That  His  arm  had  been  thrown  around  me, 
And  that  I  might  have  seen  His  kind  look  when  He  said, 
"  Let  the  little  ones  come  unto  me." 

3  Yet  still  to  His  footstool  in  prayer  I  may  go, 

And  ask  for  a  share  of  His  love  : 
And  if  I  now  earnestly  seek  Him  below, 
I  shall  see  Him  and  hear  Him  above: 


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4  In  that  beautiful  place  He  is  gone  to  prepare 
For  all  who  are  washed  and  forgiven  : 
And  many  dear  children  ere  long  will  be  there, 
For  of  such  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven.     Amen. 


53     The  Old,  Old  Story. 

(Presbyterian  Hymnal,  No.  949.) 

1   Tell  me  the  old,  old  story 

Of  unseen  things  above, 
Of  Jesus  and  His  glory, 

Of  Jesus  and  His  love. 
Tell  me  the  story  simply, 

As  to  a  little  child, 
For  I  am  weak  and  weary, 

And  helpless  and  defiled. 

Chorus. — Tell  me  the  old,  old  story, 
Tell  me  the  old,  old  story, 


Av,n    mv,     u.v,    w.va,     v.vi    owxj, 

Tell  me  the  old,  old  story, 
Of  Jesus  and  His  love. 


2  Tell  me  the  story  slowly, 

That  I  may  take  it  in — 
That  wonderful  redemption, 

God's  remedy  for  sin. 
Tell  me  the  story  often, 

For  I  forget  so  soon  ! 
The  early  dew  of  morning 

Has  passed  away  at  noon. —  Chorus. 

3  Tell  me  the  story  softly, 

With  earnest  tones,  and  grave ; 
Remember,  I'm  the  sinner 

Whom  Jesus  came  to  save. 
Tell  me  that  story  always, 

If  you  would  really  be, 
In  any  time  of  trouble 

A  comforter  to  me. —  Chorus. 


54    I  Need  Thee  Every  Hour. 

(Gospel  Hymns,  No.  3.) 

1   I  need  Thee  every  hour, 
Most  gracious  Lord; 
No  tender  voice,  like  Thine, 
Can  peace  afford. 

Chorus. — I  need  Thee,  oh  !  I  need  Thee; 
Every  hour  I  need  Thee; 
0  bless  me  now  my  Saviour, 
I  come  to  Thee. 


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2  I  need  Thee  every  hour ; 

Stay  Thou  near  by ; 
Temptations  lose  their  power 
When  Thou  art  nigh. —  Chorus. 

3  I  need  Thee  every  hour, 

In  joy  or  pain  ; 
Come  quickly  and  abide, 
Or  life  is  vain. —  Chorus. 

4  I  need  Thee  every  hour; 

Teach  me  Thy  will : 
And  Thy  rich  promises 
In  me  fulfil. —  Chorus. 


55     Saviour,  Like  a  Shepherd  Lead  Us, 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  554.) 

1  Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us, 

Much  we  need  Thy  tend'rest  care, 
In  Thy  pleasaDt  pastures  feed  us, 
For  our  use  Thy  fold  prepare ; 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Thou  hast  bought  us,  Thine  we  are. 

2  We  are  Thine,  do  Thou  befriend  us, 

Be  the  Guardian  of  our  way,* 
Keep  Thy  flock,  from  sin  defend  us, 
Seek  us  when  we  go  astray : 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Hear,  0  hear  us,  when  we  pray. 

3  Thou  hast  promised  to  receive  us, 

Poor  and  sinful  though  we  be; 
Thou  hast  mere}-  to  relieve  us, 

Grace  to  cleanse,  and  power  to  free ; 

Blessed  Jesus, 
We  will  early  turn  to  Thee. 

4  Early  let  us  seek  Thy  favor, 

Early  let  us  do  Thy  will; 
Blessed  Lord  and  only  Saviour, 
With  Thy  love  our  bosoms  fill ; 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Thou  hast  loved  us,  love  us  still.     Amen. 


56     Safe  in  the  Anns  of  Jesus. 

(Pure  Gold,  page  9.) 


Girls.  \ 


1     f  Safe  in  the  arms  of  Jesus, 
Safe  on  His  gentle  breast, 


There  by  His  love  o'ershaded, 
Sweetly  my  soul  shall  rest. 


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Hark  !  'tis  the  voice  of  angels, 

Borne  in  a  song  to  me, 
Over  the  fields  of  glory, 

Ovrer  the  Jasper  sea. 
Chorus. — Safe  in  the  arms  of  Jesus,  etc. 

f  Safe  in  the  arms  of  Jesus, 
j       Safe  from  corroding  care, 
J  Safe  from  the  world's  temptations, 
[      Sin  cannot  harm  me  there. 
Free  from  the  blight  of  sorrow, 

Free  from  my  doubts  and  fears; 
Only  a  few  more  trials, 

Only  a  few  more  tears. —  Chorus. 

f  Jesus,  my  heart's  dear  Refuge, 

Jesus  has  died  for  me; 
}  Firm  on  the  Rock  of  Ages, 
[      Ever  my  trust  shall  be. 
Here  let  me  wait  with  patience, 

Wait  till  the  night  is  o'er; 
Wait  till  I  see  the  morning 

Break  on  the  golden  shore. —  Chorus. 


57     Whiter  than  SnoAV% 

(River  of  Life,  page  18.) 

1  Blessed  be  the  fountain  of  blood, 

To  a  world  of  sinners  revealed; 
Blessed  be  the  dear  Son  of  God, 

Only  by  His  stripes  we  are  healed. 
Though  I've  wandered  far  from  His  fold, 

Bringing  to  my  heart  pain  and  woe ; 
Wash  me  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb, 

And  I  shall  be  whiter  than  snow. 
Chorus. — Whiter  than  snow,  whiter  than  snow; 
Wash  me  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb, 
And  I  shall  be  whiter  than  snow. 

2  Thorny  was  the  crown  that  He  wore, 

And  the  cross  His  body  o'ercame ! 
Grievous  were  the  sorrows  He  bore, 

But  He  suffered  not  thus  in  vain; 
May  I  to  that  fountain  be  led, 

Made  to  cleanse  my  sins  here  below: 
Wash  me  in  the  blood  that  He  shed, 

And  I  shall  be  whiter  than  snow. —  Chorus. 

3  Father,  I  have  wandered  from  Thee; 

Often  has  my  heart  gone  astray ; 
Crimson  do  my  sins  seem  to  me  ; 
Water  cannot  wash  them  away. 


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Je8U8f  to  that  fountain  of  Thine, 
Leaning  on  Thy  promise  I'll  go; 

Cleanse  me  with  Thy  washing  divine, 

And  I  shall  be  whiter  than  snow. —  Chorus. 


58     Pass  Jle  Not. 

(Gospel  Hymns,  No.  27.) 

1  Pass  me  not,  0  gentle  Saviour, 

Hear  my  humble  cry; 
While  on  others  Thou  art  smiling, 
Do  not  pass  me  by. 

Chorus. — Saviour,  Saviour,  hear  my  humble  cry; 
"While  on  others  Thou  art  calling, 
Do  not  pass  me  by. 

2  Let  me  at  a  throne  of  mercy 

Find  a  sweet  relief; 
Kneeling  there  in  deep  contrition, 
Help  my  unbelief. — Chorus. 

3  Trusting  only  in  Thy  merit, 

Would  I  seek  Thy  face; 
Heal  my  wounded,  broken  spirit, 
Save  me  by  Thy  grace. —  Chorus. 

4  Thou  the  spring  of  all  my  comfort, 

More  than  life  to  me  ; 
Whom  have  I  on  earth  besides  Thee  ? 
Whom  in  heaven  but  Thee  ? — Chorus. 


59     Lead  Jle  to  Jesus. 

(Pure  Gold,  page  32.) 
1     f  Lead  me  to  Jesus,  lead  me  to  Jesus, 


Solo  \      Help  me  to  love  Him.  help  me  to  pray: 
,.        (  He  is  my  Saviour,  I  would  believe  Him; 
{      I  would  be  like  Him, — show  me  the  way. 


Chorus. — Quickly  haste,  and  come  where  happy  children 
meet, 
Hither  come  and  rest  thy  little  weary  feet; 
Turn  from  thy  pleasures,  turn  from  thy  play, 
Come  to  our  Sunday-school  away. 

(  Lead  me  to  Jesus,  He  will  protect  me, 
{      He  is  so  loving,  gentle,  and  mild; 
f  Calling  the  children,  bidding  them  welcome; 
Surely  He  calls  me, — I  am  a  child,—  Chorus, 


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3  f  Tell  me  of  Jesus,  tell  of  His  mercy ; 

(      Is  there  a  fountain  flowing  so  free  ? 

|  All  who  are  willing  drink  of  its  waters; 

(      Say  is  that  fountain  flowing  for  me? — Chorus. 

4  J  Lord,  I  am  coming  !  Jesus,  my  Saviour, 

{      Pity  my  weakness,  make  me  Thy  child,* 

f  I  would  receive  Thee,  trust  and  believe  Thee, 

{      I  would  be  like  Thee,  gentle  and  mild. —  Chorus. 

60     Ring  the  Bells  of  Heaven. 

(Gospel  Hymns,  No.  19.) 

1  Ring  the  bells  of  heaven  !  there  is  joy  to-day, 

For  a  soul  returning  from  the  wild; 
See !  the  Father  meets  him  out  upon  the  way, 

Welcoming  His  weary,  wand'ring  child. 
Chorus. — Glory  !  Glory  !  how  the  angels  sing; 

Glory  !  Glory  !  how  the  loud  harps  ring  ; 
'Tis  the  ransomed  army,  like  a  mighty  sea, 
Pealing  forth  the  anthems  of  the  free. 

2  Ring  the  bells  of  heaven  !  there  is  joy  to-day, 

For  the  wanderer  now  is  reconciled: 
Yes,  a  soul  is  rescued  from  his  sinful  way, 

And  is  born  anew  a  ransomed  child. —  Chorus. 

3  Ring  the  bells  of  heaven  !  spread  the  feast  to-day, 

Angels  swell  the  glad,  triumphant  strain; 
Tell  the  joyful  tidings  !  bear  it  far  away  ! 
For  a  precious  soul  is  born  again. — Chorus. 

61     Jewels, 

(Gospel  Hymns,  No.  97.) 

1  When  He  coineth,  when  He  cometh 
To  make  up  His  jewels, 

All  His  jewels,  precious  jewels, 

His  loved  and  His  own. 

Chorus. — Like  the  stars  of  the  morning, 
His  bright  crown  adorning, 
They  shall  shine  in  their  beauty, 
Bright  gems  for  His  crown. 

2  He  will  gather,  He  will  gather 
The  gems  for  His  kingdom  : 

All  the  pure  ones,  all  the  bright  ones, 
His  loved  and  His  own. —  Chorus. 

3  Little  children,  little  children, 
Who  love  their  Redeemer, 

Are  the  jewels,  precious  jewels, 
His  loved  and,  His  own. —  Chorus, 


52     The  Lamb  of  God. 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  172.) 

1  Just  as  I  am, — without  one  plea, 
But  that  Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  Thou  bidd'st  me  come  to  Thee, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come. 

2  Just  as  I  am, — though  toss'd  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
Fightings  and  fears  within,  without, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come. 

.".   Just  aa  I  am. — Thou  wilt  receive; 
Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve; 
Because  Thy  promise  I  believe, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come. 

4  Just  as  I  am, — Thy  love  unknown, 
Has  broken  every  barrier  down  : 
Xow  to  be  Thine,  yea,  Thine  alone, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come.     Amen. 


63     Let  the  Saviour  In. 

(Chaplet,  page  12.) 

1  Lo  !  He's  knocking  at  every  heart, — 

Let  the  Saviour  in  ! 
Shall  we  tell  Him  He  must  depart? — 
Let  the  Saviour  in  ! 

{He  is  waiting  beside  your  door, 
He  is  pleading  for  evermore  ! — 
Your  sweet  welcome  He  doth  implore, - 
Let  the  Saviour  in  ! 

2  Would  ye  turn  Him  in  grief  away! 

Let  the  Saviour  in  ! 
Sister,  brother,  do  not  delay, — 

Let  the  Saviour  in  ! 
He  is  mighty  to  save  and  keep, 
He  will  comfort  the  ej'es  that  weep  ! 
In  His  presence  how  sweet  our  sleep  !— 

Let  the  Saviour  in  ! 

3  Take  Him  fondly  unto  your  breast, — 
Let  the  Saviour  in  ! 

He  will  give  to  the  weary  rest, — 

Let  the  Saviour  in  ! 
Shall  His  summons  be  heard  in  vain? 
Shall  we  turn  Him  away  again  ? — 
Ye  who  linger  in  doubt  and  pain, — 

Let  the  Saviour  in  ! 


64     Holy  Father!    Thou  Hast  Taught  Us. 

(Come,  ye  Lofty.     Carol,  by  C.  T.  Howell.) 

1  Holy  Father!  Thou  hast  taught  us 

We  should  live  to  Thee  alone ; 
Year  by  year  Thy  hand  hath  brought  us 

On  through  dangers  oft  unknown. 
When  we  wandered,  Thou  hast  found  us, 

When  we  doubted,  sent  us  light, 
Still  Thine  arm  has  been  around  us, 

All  our  paths  were  in  Thy  sight. 

2  In  the  world  will  foes  assail  us, 

Craftier,  stronger  far  than  we; 
And  the  strife  shall  never  fail  us, 

Well  we  know,  before  we  die. 
Therefore,  Lord  !  we  come  believing 

Thou  canst  give  the  pow'r  we  need, 
Through  the  pray'r  of  faith  receiving 

Strength,  the  Spirit's  strength  indeed. 

3  We  would  trust  in  Thy  protecting, 

Wholly  rest  upon  Thine  arm, 
Follow  wholly  Thy  directing, 

Thou  our  only  guard  from  harm ; 
Keep  us  from  our  own  undoing, 

Help  us  turn  to  Thee  when  tried  ; 
Still  our  footsteps,  Father  !  viewing, 

Keep  us  ever  at  Thy  side. 


65     God  Is  My  Strong  Salvation. 

(Presbyterian  Hymnal,  No.  937.) 

1  God  is  my  strong  salvation ; 

What  foe  have  I  to  fear  ? 
In  darkness  and  temptation, 

My  Light,  my  Help,  is  near; 
Though  hosts  encamp  around  me, 

Firm  to  the  fight  I  stand; 
What  terror  can  confound  me 

With  God  at  my  right  hand? 

2  Place  on  the  Lord  reliance; 

My  soul,  with  courage  wait; 
His  truth  be  thine  affiance 

When  faint  and  desolate; 
His  might  thy  heart  shall  strengthen, 

His  love  thy  joy  increase; 
Mercy  thy  days  shall  lengthen  ; 

The  Lord  will  give  thee  peace. 
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66     The   Love  of  God. 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  Xo.  121.) 

1  Love  Divine,  all  love  excelling, 

Joy  of  Heaven,  to  earth  come  down  : 
Fix  in  us  Thy  humble  dwelling. 

All  Thy  faithful  mercies  crown: 
Jesus,  Thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure,  unbounded  love  Thou  art: 
Visit  us  with  Thy  salvation, 

Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  oh,  breathe  Thy  loving  spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast; 
Let  us  all  in  Thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  Thy  promised  rest: 
Take  away  the  love  of  sinning, 

Alpba  and  Omega  be, — 
End  of  faith  as  its  beginning, 
our  hearts  at  liberty. 

3  Come,  Almighty  to  deliver! 

Let  u?  all  Thy  life  receive; 
Suddenly  return,  and  never, 

Xever  more  Thy  temples  leave. 
Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing: 

Serve  Thee  as  Thy  hosts  above; 
Pray,  and  praise  Thee  without  ceasing: 

Glory  in  Thy  perfect  love. 

4  Finish  then  Thy  new  creation, 

Pure  and  spotless  let  us  be: 
Let  us  see  Thy  great  salvation 

Perfectly  restored  in  Thee. 
Changed  from  glory  unto  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place: 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  Thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise.     Amen. 


67     Day  by  Day. 

(New  Hymnary,  page  49.) 

1  Day  by  day  we  magnify  Thee, 

Not  in  words  of  praise  alone; 

Truthful  lips  and  meek  obedience 

Show  Thy  glory  in  Thine  own. 

2  Day  by  day  we  magnify  Thee  — 

"When,  for  Jesus'  sake,  we  try 
Every  wrong  to  bear  with  patience, 
Every  sin  to  mortify. 


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3  Day  by  day  we  magnify  Thee — 

Till  our  days  on  earth  shall  cease, 
Till  we  rest  from  these  our  labors, 
Waiting  for  Thy  day  in  peace  ! 

4  Then  on  that  eternal  morning, 

With  Thy  great  redeemed  host, 
May  we  fully  magnify  Thee — 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost!     Amen. 


68     We  Follow  Thee. 

(Hanforu.    Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  419.) 

1  Through  good  report  and  evil,  Lord,  . 
Still  guided  by  Thy  faithful  Word, 
Our  staff,  our  buckler,  and  our  sword, 

We  follow  Thee. 

2  Strengthened  by  Thee  we  forward  go, 
'Mid  smile  or  scoff  of  friend  or  foe. 
Through  pain  or  ease,  through  joy  or  woe, 

We  follow  Thee. 

3  0  Master,  point  Thou  out  the  way, 
Nor  suffer  Thou  our  steps  to  stray ; 
Then  in  the  path  that  leads  to  day, 

We  follow  Thee. 

4  Thou  hast  passed  on  before  our  face; 
Thy  footsteps  on  the  way  we  trace; 
Oh,  keep  us,  aid  us  by  Thy  grace  : 

We  follow  Thee. 

5  Whom  have  we  in  the  heaven  above, 
Whom  on  this  earth,  save  Thee,  to  love? 
Still  in  Thy  light  we  onward  move; 

We  follow  Thee.     Amen. 


69     There  is  a  Green  Hill  Far  Away. 

(St.  Mark.    Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  122.) 

1  There  is  a  green  hill  far  away, 

Without  a  city  wall, 
Where  the  dear  Lord  was  crucified, 
Who  died  to  save  us  all. 

2  We  may  not  know,  we  cannot  tell, 

What  pains  He  had  to  bear, 
But  we  believe  it  was  for  us 
He  hung  and  suffered  there. 


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3  He  died  that  we  might  be  forgiven, 

He  died  to  make  us  good, 
That  we  might  go  at  last  to  heaven, 
Saved  by  His  precious  blood. 

4  There  was  no  other  good  enough 

To  pay  the  price  of  sin, 
He  only  could  unlock  the  gate 
Of  heaven,  and  let  us  in. 

5  0  dearly,  dearly  has  He  loved, 

And  we  must  love  Him  too, 
And  trust  in  His  redeeming  blood, 
And  try  His  works  to  do.     Amen. 


70     A  Light  in  Darkness. 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  372.) 

1  Sometimes  a  light  surprises 

The  Christian  while  he  sings; 
It  is  the  Lord,  who  rises 

With  healing  on  His  wings  : 
When  comforts  are  declining, 

He  grants  the  soul  again 
A  season  of  clear  shining, 

To  cheer  it  after  rain. 

2  In  holy  contemplation, 

We  sweetly  then  pursue 
The  theme  of  God's  salvation, 

And  find  it  ever  new  : 
Set  free  from  present  sorrow, 

We  cheerfully  can  say, 
Let  the  unknown  to-morrow 

Bring  with  it  what  it  may. 

3  It  can  bring  with  it  nothing 

But  He  will  bear  us  through; 
Who  gives  the  lilies  clothing, 

Will  clothe  His  people  too: 
Beneath  the  spreading  heavens, 

No  creature  but  is  fed; 
And  He  who  feeds  the  ravens, 

Will  give  His  children  bread. 

4  Though  vine  nor  fig-tree  neither, 

Their  wonted  fruit  should  bear, 
Though  all  the  fields  should  wither, 

Nor  flocks  nor  herds  be  there; 
Yet  God  the  same  abiding. 

His  praise  shall  tune  my  voice, 
For  while  in  Him  confiding, 

I  cannot  but  rejoice.     Amen. 


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71     Come,  Holy  Spirit. 

(St.  Agnes.    Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  64.) 

1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  Heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  Thy  quickening  powers; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  See  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  trifling  t03Ts : 
Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  : 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  Heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  Thy  quickening  powers; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours.     Amen. 


72     O  Jesus,  I  Have  Promised, 

(Lux  Mundi.     Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  219.) 

1  0  Jesus,  I  have  promised 

To  serve  Thee  to  the  end ; 
Be  Thou  forever  near  me. 

My  Master  and  my  Friend ! 
I  shall  not  fear  the  battle 

If  Thou  art  by  my  side, 
Nor  wander  from  the  pathway 

If  Thou  wilt  be  my  Guide. 

2  Oh  !  let  me  feel  Thee  near  me — 

The  world  is  ever  near; 
I  see  the  sights  that  dazzle, 

The  tempting  sounds  I  hear. 
My  foes  are  ever  near  me, 

Around  me  and  within; 
But,  Jesus,  draw  Thou  nearer, 

And  shield  my  soul  from  sin. 

3  0  Jesus,  Thou  hast  promised 

To  all  that  follow  Thee, 
That  where  Thou  art  in  glory 

There  shall  Thy  servant  be  ; 
And,  Jesus,  I  have  promised 

To  serve  Thee  to  the  end; 
Oh,  give  me  grace  to  follow 

My  Master  and  my  Friend  !     Amen. 


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73    Lead  3Ie,  O  Lord! 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  302.) 

1  Father  !   I  know  that  all  my  life 

Is  portioned  out  for  me  : 
The  changes  that  will  surely  come 

I  do  not  fear  to  see: 
I  ask  Thee  for  a  present  mind, 

Intent  on  pleasing  Thee. 

2  I  ask  Thee  for  a  thoughtful  love, 

Through  constant  watching  wise, 
To  meet  the  glad  with  joyful  smiles, 

T<»  wipe  the  weeping  eyes; 
A  heart  at  leisure  from  itself 

To  soothe  and  sympathize. 

3  I  ask  Thee  for  the  daily  strength 

To  none  that  ask  denied, 
A  mind  to  blend  with  outward  life, 

While  keeping  at  Thy  side  : 
Content  to  fill  a  little  space, 

If  Thou  be  glorified. 

4  And  if  some  things  I  do  not  ask 

Among  my  blessings  be, 
I'd  have  my  spirit  filled  the  more 

With  grateful  love  to  Thee; 
And  careful  less  to  serve  Thee  much 

Than  please  Thee  perfectly.      Amen. 

74    Lord  of  My  Life,  Whose  Tender  Care. 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  >io.  61.) 

1  Lord  of  my  life  whose  tender  care 

Hath  led  me  on  till  now, 
Here  lowly  at  the  hour  of  prayer 

Before  Thy  throne  I  bow  ; 
I  bless  Thy  gracious  hand,  and  pray 

Forgiveness  for  another  day. 

2  Oh,  may  I  daily,  hourly  strive 

In  heavenly  grace  to  grow ; 
To  Thee  and  to  Thy  glory  live, 

Dead  else  to  all  below: 
Tread  in  the  path  my  Saviour  trod. 

Though  thorny,  yet  the  path  of  (Jod. 

3  With  prayer  my  humble  praise  I  bring, 

For  mercies  day  by  day  : 
Lord,  teach  my  heart  Thy  love  to  sing, 

Lord  teach  me  how  to  pray  ! 
All  that  I  have,  I  am,  to  Thee 

I  offer  through  Eternity  !     Amen. 


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75     Jesus!     The  Very  Thought  is  Sweet. 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  132.) 

1  Jesus  !  the  very  thought  is  sweet; 

In  that  dear  Name  all  heart-joys  meet ; 
But  0  !  than  honey  sweeter  far, 
The  glimpses  of  His  Presence  are. 

2  No  word  is  sung  more  sweet  than  this, 
No  name  is  heard  more  full  of  bliss : 
No  thought  brings  sweeter  comfort  nigh, 
Than  Jesus,  Son  of  God  most  high. 

3  I  seek  for  Jesus  in  repose, 

When  round  my  heart  its  chambers  close; 
Abroad,  and  when  I  shut  the  door, 
I  long  for  Jesus  evermore. 

4  We  follow  Jesus  now,  and  raise 

The  voice  of  prayer,  the  hymn  of  praise, 

That  He  at  last  may  make  us  meet 

With  Him  to  gain  the  heavenly  seat.     Amen. 

76     Jesus,  Master,  King  of  Glory! 

(Mortimer's  Twenty-five  Hymns,  No.  17.) 

1  Jesus,  Master,  King  of  Glory, 

Still  to  Thee  we  turn  for  life: 
Conqu'ror  when  the  battle's  sorest, 

0  sustain  us  in  the  strife. 
Gently,  Lord!   oh,  gently  lead  us, 

Pilgrims  in  this  vale  of  tears, 
Through  the  changes  Thou'st  decreed  us 

Till  the  last  great  change  appears. 

Jesus,  Master,  etc. 

2  When  temptation's  darts  assail  us, 

When  in  devious  paths  we  stray, 
Let  Thy  goodness  never  fail  us, 
Lead  us  in  Thy  perfect  way. 

Jesus,  Master,  etc. 

3  In  the  hour  of  pain  and  anguish, 

In  the  hour  when  death  draws  near, 
Suffer  not  our  hearts  to  languish, 
Suffer  not  our  souls  to  fear. 

Jesus,  Master,  etc. 

4  And  when  mortal  life  is  ended 

Bid  us  in  Thine  arms  to  rest, 
Till,  by  angel  hands  attended, 
AVe  awake  among  the  blest. 

Jesus,  Master,  etc. 


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77     Rejoice,  Believers! 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  177.) 

1  Rejoice,  rejoice,  believers  ! 

And  let  your  light  <  appear; 
The  shades  of  eve  are  thick'ning, 

And  darker  night  is  near; 
The  Bridegroom  is  arising, 

And  soon  he  will  draw  nigh  ; 
Up  !   pray,  and  watch,  and  wrestle  ! 

At  midnight  comes  the  cry. 

2  See  that  your  lamps  are  burning, 

Replenish  them  with  oil ; 
Look  now  for  your  salvation, 

The  end  of  earthly  toil. 
The  watchers  on  the  mountains 

Proclaim  the  Bridegroom  near. 
Go,  meet  Him,  as  He  cometh,         * 

With  alleluias  clear. 

3  0  wise  and  holy  virgins, 

Now  raise  your  voices  higher, 
Till,  in  your  jubilation-. 

Ye  meet  the  angel  choir. 
The  marriage  feast  is  waiting, 

The  gates  wide  open  stand; 
Up,  up,  ye  heirs  of  glory  ! 

The  Bridegroom  is  at  hand. 

4  Our  Hope  and  Expectation, 

0  Jesus,  now  appear  ! 
Arise,  Thou  Sun  so  longed  for, 

O'er  this  benighted  sphere  ! 
With  hearts  and  hands  uplifted, 

We  plead,  0  Lord,  to  see 
The  day  of  earth's  redemption, 

And  ever  be  with  Thee.     Amen. 


78    Nearer  To  Thee. 

(Horbury.     Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  347.) 

1   Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee ! 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiscth  me  ! 
Still  all  my  Bong  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee  ! 


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2  Though  like  the  wanderer, 

The  sun  gone  down, 
Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone; 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee  ! 

3  There  let  the  way  appear, 

Steps  unto  Heaven; 
All  that  Thou  sendest  me, 

In  mercy  given  ; 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee ! 

4  Or  if,  on  joyful  wing 

Cleaving  the  sky, 
Sun,  moon  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  fly, 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee  !     Amen. 


79     Saviour,  I  Follow  On. 

(New  Ilymnary,  page  37.) 

1  Saviour!  I  follow  on, 

Guided  by  Thee, 
Seeing  not  yet  the  hand 

That  leadeth  me; 
Hushed  be  my  heart  and  still, 
Fear  I  no  further  ill, 
Only  to  meet  Thy  will 

My  will  shall  be. 

2  Riven  the  rock  for  me 

Thirst  to  relieve, 
Manna  from  heaven  falls 

Fresh  every  eve ; 
Never  a  want  severe 
Causeth  my  eye  a  tear, 
But  Thou  dost  whisper  near, 

"Only  believe!" 

3  Often  to  Marnh's  brink 

Have  I  been  brought ; 
Shrinking  the  cup  to  drink, 

Help  I  have  sought; 
And  with  the  prayer's  ascent, 
Jesus  the  branch  hath  rent, 
Quickly  relief  hath  sent, 

Sweetening  the  draught. 


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4  Saviour  !  I  long  to  walk 

Closer  with  Thee; 
Led  by  Thy  guiding  hand, 

Ever  to  be  : 
Constantly  near  Thy  side, 
Quickened  and  purified, 
Living  for  Him  who  died 

Freeh"  for  me  !      Amen. 

80     Jesus  Christ,  our  Saviour. 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  Xo.  566.) 

1  Jesus  Christ,  our  Saviour, 

Once  for  us  a  child, 
In  Thy  whole  behavior, 

Meek,  obedient,  mild  : 
In  Thy  footsteps  treading 

We  Thy  lambs  will  be, 
Foe  nor  danger  dreading, 

"While  we  follow  Thee. 

2  For  all  Thou  bestowest, 

All  Thou  dost  withhold; 
Whatsoe'er  Thou  knowest 

Best  for  us,  Thy  fold. 
For  all  gifts  and  graces 

While  we  live  below, 
Till  in  heavenly  places 

We  Thy  face  shall  know. 

3  We,  Thy  children,  raising 

Unto  Thee  our  hearts, 
In  Thy  constant  praising 

Bear  our  duteous  parts. 
As  Thy  love  hath  won  us 

From  the  world  away, 
Still  Thy  hands  put  on  us ; 

Bless  us  day  by  day. 

4  Let  Thine  angels  guide  us; 

Let  Thine  arms  enfold; 
In  Thy  bosom  hide  us, 

Sheltered  from  the  cold  ; 
To  Thyself  us  gather, 

'Mid  the  ransomed  host, 
Praising  Thee,  the  Father, 

And  the  Holy  Ghost.     Amen. 

81     The  Sun  is  Glowing. 

(Xew  Hymnary,  page  151.) 

1   Now  the  sun  is  glowing 
Over  land  and  sea, 
Happy  light  is  flowing 
Bountiful  and  free. 


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Everything  rejoices 
In  the  mellow  rays, 

All  earth's  thousand  voices 
Swell  the  psalm  of  praise. 

2  God's  free  mercy  streameth 

Over  all  the  world, 
And  his  banner  gleameth 

Everywhere  unfurled. 
Broad  and  dee])  and  glorious 

As  the  heaven  above, 
Shines  in  might  victorious 

His  eternal  Love. 

3  Lord,  upon  our  blindness, 

Thy  pure  radiance  pour  ; 
For  Thy  loving  kindness 

Make  us  love  Thee  more. 
And  when  clouds  are  drifting 

Dark  across  our  sky, 
Then,  the  veil  uplifting, 

Father,  be  Thou  nigh. 


82     Gracious  Saviour, 

(Westminster  Hymnal,  page  58.) 

1  Gracious  Saviour,  gentle  Shepherd, 

All  Thine  own  are  dear  to  Thee; 
Gathered  with  Thine  arms,  and  carried 

In  Thy  bosom  may  we  be; 
Sweetly,  fondly,  safely  tended, 

From  all  want  and  danger  free. 

2  Tender  Shepherd,  never  leave  us 

From  Thy  fold  to  go  astray  ; 
By  Thy  look  of  love  directed, 

May  we  walk  the  narrow  way ; 
Thus  direct  us,  and  protect  us, 

Lest  we  fall  an  easy  prey. 

3  Let  Thy  holy  word  instruct  us; 

Fill  our  minds  with  heavenly  light; 
Let  Thy  love  and  grace  constrain  us 

To  approve  whate'er  is  right, 
Take  Thine  easy  yoke  and  wear  it, 

And  to  prove  Thy  burden  light. 

4  Taught  to  lisp  the  holy  praises 

Which  on  earth  Thy  children  sing, 
Both  with  lips  and  hearts  unfeigned 

May  we  our  thank-offerings  bring; 
Then,  with  all  the  saints  in  glory, 

Join  to  praise  our  Lord  and  King. 


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83     Jesus  !     Lover  of  My  Soul. 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  155.) 

1  Jesus  !     Lover  of  iny  soul, 

Let  me  to  Thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high ; 
Hide  me,  0  my  Saviour  !  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

0  receive  my  soul  at  last ! 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none; 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  Thee; 
Leave,  ah  !  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me! 
All  my  trust  on  Thee  is  stayed, 

All  my  help  from  Thee  I  bring; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  Thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  0  Christ!  art  all  I  want; 

More  than  all  in  Thee  I  find; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick  and  lead  the  blind. 
Just  and  holy  is  Thy  Name, 

1  am  all  unrighteousness  ; 
Yile  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  Thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  cover  all  my  sin  ; 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound, 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within  ; 
Thou  of  Life  the  Fountain  art, 

Freely  let  me  take  of  Thee  : 
Spring  Thou  up  within  my  heart, 

Rise  to  all  eternity.     Amen. 


84     Worthy  is  the  Lamb. 

(Spiritual  Songs,  No.  133.) 

Hear  the  song  through  Heaven  ringing 
"Worthy,  worthy  is  the  Lamb  !" 

Down  to  earth  the  angels  bringing; 

Let  the  people  join  their  singing, 
Worthy,  worthy  is  the  Lamb  ! 

Swell  the  chorus,  tell  the  story; 

Blessing,  honor,  power,  and  glory, 
Give  forever  to  the  Lamb  ! 


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2  With  His  precious  blood  He  bought  us, 

Worthy,  worthy  is  the  Lamb  ! 
Lost  in  sin,  He  came  and  sought  us, 
To  the  paths  of  peace  He  brought  us; 

Worthy,  worthy  is  the  Lamb  ! 
From  our  sins  He  came  to  save  us, 
All  the  wayward  past  forgave  us; 

Praise  forever  to  the  Lamb  ! 

3  O'er  and  o'er,  our  lips  confessing, 

Worthy,  worthy  is  the  Lamb  ! 
Give  Him  honor,  power,  and  blessing, 
All  we  have  in  Him  possessing ; 

Worthy,  worthy  is  the  Lamb ! 
Let  our  lives  repeat  the  story; 
Blessing,  honor,  power,  and  glory, 

Be  forever  to  the  Lamb  ! 

85     I  Was  a  Wandering  Sheep. 

(Methodist  Sunday-School  Tune  Book,  No.  17.) 

1  I  was  a  wandering  sheep, 

I  did  not  love  the  fold  ; 
I  did  not  love  my  Shepherd's  voice, 

I  would  not  be  controlled. 
I  was  a  wayward  child, 

I  did  not  love  my  home; 
I  did  not  love  my  Father's  voice; 

I  loved  afar  to  roam. 

2  The  Shepherd  sought  His  sheep, 

The  Father  sought  His  child; 
He  followed  me  o'er  vale  and  hill, 

O'er  deserts  waste  and  wild. 
He  found  me  nigh  to  death, 

Famished  and  faint  and  lone  ; 
He  bound  me  with  the  bands  of  love, 

He  saved  the  wandering  one. 

3  Jesus  my  Shepherd  is; 

'Twas  He  that  loved  my  soul, 
'Twas  He  that  washed  me  in  His  blood, 

'Twas  He  that  made  me  whole; 
'Twas  He  that  sought  the  lost, 

That  found  the  wandering  sheep; 
'Twas  He  that  brought  me  to  the  fold, 

'Tis  He  that  still  doth  keep. 

4  No  more  a  wandering  sheep, 

I  love  to  be  controlled; 
I  love  my  tender  Shepherd's  voice, 

I  love  the  peaceful  fold. 
No  more  a  wayward  child, 

I  seek  no  more  to  roam ; 
I  love  my  Heavenly  Father's  voice, 

I  love,  I  love  His  home. 


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86    Depth  of  Mercy. 

(New  Hymnary,  page  13.) 

1  Depth  of  mercy  ! — can  there  be 
Mercy  still  reserved  for  me? 
Can  my  God  His  wrath  forbear? 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare? 
I  have  long  withstood  Hia  grace, 
Long  provoked  Him  to  His  face; 
Would  not  hearken  to  His  calls, 
Grieved  Him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

2  Kindled  His  relentings  are; 
Me  He  now  delights  to  spare; 
Cries,  How  shall  I  give  thee  up? — 
Lets  the  lifted  thunder  drop. 
There  for  me  the  Saviour  stands  ; 

Shows  His  wounds  and  spreads  His  hands  ! 
God  is  love  !  I  know,  I  feel : 
Jesus  weeps,  and  loves  me  still. 


87     O  Jesus,  Thou  art  Standing. 

pal  Hymnal,  with  Tunes  New  and  Old,  Xo.  10.) 

1  0  Jesus,  Thou  art  standing 

Outside  the  fast-closed  door, 
In  lowly  patience  waiting 

To  pass  the  threshold  o'er: 
"We  bear  the  name  of  Christians, 

Hia  Name  and  sign  we  bear: 
0  shame,  thrice  shame  upon  us 

To  keep  Him  standing  there. 

2  0  Jesus,  Thou  art  knocking  : 

And  lo  !  that  hand  is  scarr'd, 
And  thorns  Thy  brow  encircle, 

And  tears  Thy  face  have  marr'd. 
0  love  that  passeth  knowledge, 

So  patiently  to  wait ! 
0  sin  that  hath  no  equal, 

So  fast  to  bar  the  gate  ! 

3  0  Jesus,  Thou  art  pleading, 

In  accents  meek  and  low, 
"I  died  for  you,  My  children, 

And  will  ye  treat  Me  so?" 
0  Lord,  with  shame  and  sorrow 

We  open  now  the  door : 
Dear  Saviour,  enter,  enter, 

And  leave  us  nevermore.     Amen. 


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88     The  Bridegroom  Cometh. 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  176.) 

1  Behold,  the  Bridegroom  cometh  in  the  middle  of  the  night, 

And  blest  is  he  whose  loins  are  girt,  whose  lamp  is  burning  bright; 
But  woe  to  that  dull  servant  whom  the  Master  shall  surprise 
With  lamp  untrimmed,  unburning,  and  with  slumber  in  his  eyes. 

2  Do  thou,  my  soul,  keep  watch,  beware  lest  thou  in  sleep  sink  down, 
Lest  thou  be  given  o'er  to  death,  and  lose  the  golden  crown; 

But  see  that  thou  be  sober,  with  a  watchful  eye,  and  thus 
Cry  "  Holy,  Holy,  Holy  God,  have  mercy  upon  us." 

3  That  day,  the  day  of  fear,  shall  come;  my  soul,  slack  not  thy  toil, 
But  light  thy  lamp,  and  feed  it  well,  and  make  it  bright  with  oil ; 
Thou  knowest  not  how  soon  may  sound  the  cry  at  eventide, 
"Behold  the  Bridegroom  comes.     Arise!  Go  forth  to  meet  the  bride." 

4  Beware,  my  soul !  take  thou  good  heed  lest  thou  in  slumber  lie, 
And,  like  the  five,  remain  without,  and  knock,  and  vainty  cry; 

But  watch,  and  bear  thy  lamp  undimmed,  and  Christ  shall  gird  thee  on 
His  own  bright  wedding-robe  of  light — the  glory  of  the  Son.     Amen. 

89     Jesus,  Tender  Saviour/ 

(Westminster  Hymnal,  No.  44.) 

1  Jesus,  tender  Saviour,  hast  Thou  died  for  me  ? 
Make  me  very  thankful  in  my  heart  to  Thee : 
When  the  sad,  sad  story  of  Thy  grief  I  read, 
Make  me  very  sorry  for  my  sins  indeed. 

2  Now  I  know  Thou  lovest  and  dost  plead  for  me, 
Make  me  very  thankful  in  my  prayers  to  Thee; 
Soon  I  hope  in  glory  at  Thy  side  to  stand  : 
Make  me  fit  to  meet  Thee  in  that  happy  land. 

90     Hear  Thy  Children. 

(St.  Sylvester.    Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  561.) 

1  Hear  Thy  children,  gentle  Jesus, 

While  we  breathe  our  evening  prayer; 
Save  us  from  all  harm  and  danger, 
Take  us  'neath  Thy  sheltering  care. 

2  Save  us  from  the  wiles  of  Satan, 

'Mid  the  lone  and  silent  night 
Sweetly  may  bright  guardian  angels 
Keep  us  'neath  their  watchful  sight. 

3  Gentle  Jesus,  look  in  pity 

From  Thy  great  white  throne  above  : 
All  the  night  Thy  care  is  watchful  ; 
Never  closed  Thine  eyes  of  love. 


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4  Shades  of  evening  fast  are  falling, 
Day  is  fading  into  gloom ; 
When  the  shades  of  death  fall  round  us, 

Lead  Thy  ransomed  children  home.     Amen. 


91     Thy  Love  Hath  Spared  Us. 

(Methodist  Sunday-School  Tune-Book,  No.  409.) 

1  Through  the  day  Thy  love  hath  spared  us, 

When  we  lay  us  down  to  rest, 
Through  the  silent  watches  guard  us, 

Let  no  foe  our  peace  molest. 
Jesus,  Thou  our  Guardian  be  ! 

Sweet  it  is  to  trust  in  Thee. 

2  Pilgrims  here  on  earth,  and  strangers, 

Dwelling  in  the  midst  of  foes, 
Us  and  ours  preserve  from  dangers; 

In  Thine  arms  may  we  repose  ; 
And  when  life's  sad  day  is  past, 

Rest  with  Thee  in  Heaven  at  last.     Amen. 


92     Sun  of  My  Soul. 

(Hursley.    Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  17.) 

1  Sun  of  my  soul,  Thou  Saviour  dear, 
It  is  not  night  if  Thou  be  near; 

0  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise 

To  hide  Thee  from  Thy  servant's  eyes. 

2  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  Thee  I  cannot  live; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  Thee  I  dare  not  die. 

3  If  some  poor  wandering  child  of  Thine 
Have  spurned  to-day  the  voice  divine, 
Now,  Lord,  the  gracious  work  begin  ; 
Let  him  no  more  lie  down  in  sin. 

4  Watch  by  the  sick,  enrich  the  poor 
With  blessings  from  Thy  boundless  store  ; 
Be  every  mourner's  sleep  to-night, 

Like  infant  slumbers,  pure  and  light. 

5  Come  near  and  bless  us  when  we  wake, 
Ere  through  the  world  our  way  we  take; 
Till  in  the  ocean  of  Thy  love 

We  lose  ourselves  in  heaven  above.     Amen. 


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93    Evening  Hymn. 

(Holley.    Presbyterian  Hymnal,  No.  918.) 

1  Softly  fades  the  twilight  ray 

Of  the  holy  Sabbath  day, 
Gently  as  life's  setting  sun 

When  the  Christian's  course  is  run. 

2  Night  her  solemn  mantle  spreads 

O'er  the  earth,  as  daylight  fades; 
All  things  tell  of  calm  repose 
At  the  holy  Sabbath's  close. 

3  Peace  is  on  the  world  abroad ; 

'Tis  the  holy  peace  of  God — 
Symbol  of  the  peace  within 
When  the  spirit  rests  from  sin. 

4  Saviour !  may  our  Sabbaths  be 

Days  of  peace  and  joy  in  Thee, 
Till  in  Heaven  our  souls  repose, 

Where  the  Sabbath  ne'er  shall  close. 

94     Sweet  Saviour,  Bless  Us. 

(St.  Matthias.    Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  60.) 

1  Sweet  Saviour,  bless  us  ere  we  go, 

Thy  word  into  our  minds  instil; 
And  make  our  lukewarm  hearts  to  glow 

With  lowly  love  and  fervent  will. 
Through  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark  night, 

0  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  Light. 

2  The  day  is  gone,  its  hours  have  run, 

And  Thou  hast  taken  count  of  all, 
The  scanty  triumphs  grace  hath  won, 

The  broken  vow,  the  frequent  fall. 
Through  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark  night, 

0  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  Light. 

3  For  all  we  love,  the  poor,  the  sad, 

The  sinful,  unto  Thee  we  call; 
0  let  Thy  mercy  make  us  glad  : 

Thou  art  our  Jesus,  and  our  All. 
Through  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark  night, 

0  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  Light. 

4  Sweet  Saviour,  bless  us  ;   night  is  come  ; 

Through  night  and  darkness  near  us  be ; 
Good  angels  watch  about  our  home, 

And  we  are  one  day  nearer  Thee. 
Through  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark  night, 

0  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  Light.     Amen. 


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95     Parting  Hymn, 

(Irene.     Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  59.) 

1  Saviour,  again  to  Thy  dear  Name  we  raise 
With  one  accord  our  parting  hymn  of  praise; 
We  stand  to  bless  Thee  ere  our  worship  cease, 
Then  lowly  kneeling,  wait  Thy  word  of  peace. 

2  Grant  us  Thy  peace  upon  our  homeward  way; 
With  Thee  began,  with  Thee  shall  end  the  day  : 
Guard  Thou  the  lips  from  sin,  the  hearts  from  shame, 
That  in  this  house  have  calVd  upon  Thy  Name. 

3  Grant  us  Thy  peace,  Lord,  through  the  coming  night, 
Turn  Thou  for  us  its  darkness  into  light; 

From  harm  and  danger  keep  Thy  children  free, 
For  dark  and  light  are  both  alike  to  Thee. 

4  Grant  us  Thy  peace  throughout  our  early  life, 
Our  balm  in  sorrow,  and  our  stay  in  strife; 
Then,  when  Thy  voice  shall  bid  our  conflict  cease, 
Call  us,  0  Lord,  to  Thine  eternal  peace.     Amen. 

(Retard  and  sing  softly  the  words  in  italics.) 

96     The  Day  is  Past  and  Over. 

(St.  Anatolius,  No.  2.    Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  13.) 

1  The  day  is  past  and  over; 

All  thanks,  0  Lord,  to  Thee; 
I  pray  Thee  that  offenceless 

The  hours  of  dark  may  be ; 
0  Jesus,  keep  me  in  Thy  sight, 
And  guard  me  through  the  coming  night. 

2  The  joys  of  day  are  over; 

I  lift  my  heart  to  Thee, 
And  call  on  Thee,  that  sinless 

The  hours  of  gloom  may  be: 
0  Jesus,  make  their  darkness  light, 
And  save  me  through  the  coming  night. 

3  The  toils  of  day  are  over; 

I  raise  the  hymn  to  Thee, 
And  ask  that  free  from  peril 

The  hours  of  fear  may  be: 
0  Jesus,  keep  me  in  Thy  sight, 
And  guard  me  through  the  coming  night. 

4  Be  Thou  my  soul's  Defender, 

For  Thou  alone  dost  know 
How  many  are  the  perils 

Through  which  I  have  to  go : 
0  loving  Jesus,  hear  my  call, 
And  guard  and  save  me  from  them  all.     Amen. 


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97    Beyond  the  River, 

(Chaplet,  page  15.) 

1  Beyond  the  river  we  soon  shall  go, 

Passing  thro'  the  Heavenly  gates ; 
Beyond  the  river,  how  sweet  to  know 

Some  dear  loved  one  fondly  waits. 
Beyond  the  river  our  hopes  are  set, 

Day  by  day  we're  nearer  home; 
Beyond  the  river,  in  sad  regret. 

Weary  feet  no  more  shall  roam. 

Chorus. — Be}Tond  the  river,  0  glorious  land! 
Home  of  angels,  bright  and  fair  ! 
Beyond  the  river,  oh,  by  Thy  hand, 
Gentle  Saviour,  lead  us  there. 

2  Beyond  the  river  we  all  shall  rest, 

After  all  our  burdens  here ; 
Beyond  the  river,  unto  His  breast 

Jesus  folds  His  lambs  so  dear. 
Beyond  the  river  we  go  alone, 

Keep  us  thro'  the  night  and  day ! 
Beyond  the  river,  up  to  the  throne, 

Saviour,  be  our  Guide  and  Stay  ! — Chorus. 


98    Not  Half  Has  Ever  Been  Told. 

(Gospel  Hymns,  No.  310.) 

1  I  have  read  of  a  beautiful  city, 

Far  away  in  the  kingdom  of  God  : 
I  have  read  how  its  walls  are  of  jasper, 

How  its  streets  are  all  golden  and  broad. 
In  the  midst  of  the  street  is  life's  river, 

Clear  as  crystal  and  pure  to  behold; 
But  not  half  of  that  city's  bright  glory 

To  mortals  has  ever  been  told. 

Chorus. — Not  half  has  ever  been  told, 

Not  half  has  ever  been  told; 
Not  half  of  that  city's  bright  glory 
To  mortals  has  ever  been  told. 
(Repeat  chorus  softly.) 

2  I  have  read  of  bright  mansions  in  Heaven, 

Which  the  Saviour  has  gone  to  prepare ; 
And  the  saints  who  on  earth  have  been  faithful. 

Best  forever  with  Christ  over  there; 
There  no  sin  ever  enters,  nor  sorrow, 

The  inhabitants  never  grow  old; 
But  not  half  of  the  joys  that  await  them 

To  mortals  has  ever  been  told. —  Chorus. 


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3  I  have  read  of  bright  robes  for  the  righteous, 

Of  bright  crowns  which  the  glorified  wear, 
When  our  Father  shall  bid  them  "  Come,  enter, 

And  My  glory  eternally  share;" 
How  the  righteous  are  evermore  blessed 

As  they  walk  thro'  the  streets  of  pure  gold; 
But  not  half  of  the  wonderful  story 

To  mortals  has  ever  been  told. —  Chorus. 

99     Coming  Nearer. 

(Royal  Diadem,  page  113.) 

1  It's  coming,  coming  nearer, 

The  lovely  land  unseen: 
Its  shores  are  growing  clearer, 

Though  mist  lies  dark  between; 
We  catch  its  beams  of  glor}', 
"We  hear  its  bursts  of  song, 
We're  raptured  with  its  story, 
For  it  our  spirits  long. 
Refrain. — (Girls)  Oh,  yes!  it's  coming  nearer,  nearer,  nearer; 
Chorus. — Oh,  yes  !  it's  coming  nearer, 
The  lovely  land  unseen. 

2  The  balmy  winds  are  bringing 

Its  odors  on  their  breath ; 
Our  ship  of  life  is  swinging 

To  the  port  where  is  no  death ; 
Where  none  are  heavj7  hearted, 

Where  all  are  glad  and  free, 
Where  friends  are  never  parted, 

And  saints  their  Saviour  see. — Refrain. 

3  It's  coming,  coming  nearer, 

We're  homeward  bound  at  last; 
Its  shores  are  growing  clearer, 

We  soon  shall  anchor  fast: 
We'll  dwell  with  Him  forever 

Who  brought  us  o'er  the  tide, 
And  not  a  foe  shall  sever 

Our  souls  from  His  dear  side. — Refrain. 

100     Marching  to  the  River, 

(Chapler,  page  27.) 

1   We  are  marching  to  the  river, 

'Tis  almost  in  sight ! 
With  the  loved  and  blest  forever, 

We  shall  walk  in  light  ! 
We  can  almost  hear  the  flowing 

Of  that  rushing  tide  ! 
To  the  land  of  love  we're  going, 

Where  our  hopes  abide  ! 


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Refrain. — We  are  marching  to  the  river, 
'Tis  almost  in  sight ! 
Just  across,  we'll  meet  the  Angels 
Robed  in  spotless  white  ! 

2  Loving  ones  will  come  to  meet  us 
On  the  further  shore  ! 
Gentle  voices  there  will  greet  us, 

And  we'll  weep  no  more  ! 
Step  by  step,  that  shore  we're  nearing, 

And  the  Saviour's  hand 
Leads  us  onward,  never  fearing, 
To  the  better  land  ! — Refrain. 
(Repeat  chorus  softly.) 


101  Ten  Thousand  Times  Ten  Thousand. 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  519.) 

1  Ten  thousand  times  ten  thousand 

In  sparkling  raiment  bright, 
The  armies  of  the  ransomed  saints 

Throng  up  the  steeps  of  light: 
'Tis  finished,  all  is  finished, 

Their  fight  with  death  and  sin  : 
Fling  open  wide  the  golden  gates, 

And  let  the  victors  in. 

2  What  rush  of  alleluias 

Fills  all  the  earth  and  sky; 
What  ringing  of  a  thousand  harps 

Bespeaks  the  triumph  nigh. 
0  day,  for  which  creation 

And  all  its  tribes  were  made; 
0  joy,  for  all  its  former  woes 

A  thousand  fold  repaid. 

3  0  then  what  raptured  greetings 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore ; 
What  knitting  severed  friendships  up, 

Where  partings  are  no  more. 
Then  eyes  with  joy  shall  sparkle, 

That  brimmed  with  tears  of  late  : 
Orphans  no  longer  fatherless, 

Nor  widows  desolate.     Amen. 


102     Sweet  By-and-By. 

(Gospel  Hymns,  No.  204.) 

There's  a  land  that  is  fairer  than  day, 
And  by  faith  we  can  see  it  afar; 

For  the  Father  waits  over  the  way, 
To  prepare  us  a  dwelling-place  there. 


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Chorus. — (Girls-)  In  the  sweet  (Boys)  by-and-by, 
(Girls)  By-and-by  (Boys)  by-and-by, 

We  shall  meet  on  that  beautiful  shore, 
In  the  sweet  by-and-by, 

We  shall  meet  on  that  beautiful  shore. 

2  We  shall  sing  on  that  beautiful  shore, 

The  melodious  songs  of  the  blest, 
And  our  spirits  shall  sorrow  no  more — 

Xot  a  sigh  for  the  blessing  of  rest. —  Chorus. 

3  To  our  bountiful  Father  above, 

We  will  offer  the  tribute  of  praise, 
For  the  glorious  gift  of  His  love, 

And  the  blessings  that  hallow  our  days ! — Chorus. 


103    Hark!   I  Hear  the  Angels  Calling. 

(Sheet  Music,  by  Adam  Geibel.) 

1     f  Just  beyond  the  rolling  river, 

I've  a  home  all  fair  and  bright; 
Angels  guide  me  safely  over, 
p.  ,   j       Where  they're  clothed  in  robes  of  light, 
j  There  bright  sunbeams  gild  the  pathway, 

Beams  of  pure  eternal  love, 
I  And  sweet  flowers  bloom  immortal, 
[      In  the  pilgrim's  home  above. 

Chorus. — Hark  !  I  hear  the  angels  calling. 
Yes,  they're  calling  me  away, 
Far  away  beyond  the  river, 
Where  my  kindred  spirits  stay. 

Though  the  pathway  lies  through  sorrow, 

Dangers  all  along  the  way: 
Oh,  there  is  a  bright  to-morrow, 

Perfect  bliss  and  endless  day. 
For  we'll  meet  with  many  loved  ones 

Who  have  crossed  the  path  before, 
Sing  with  them  the  songs  immortal, 

On  that  glad  and  happy  shore. —  Chorus. 

[  Often  sad  along  the  journey, 

Thorns  oppress  my  weary  feet: 
Yet  my  watchword  shall  be  onward, 

For  my  resting-place  is  sweet. 
Soon  I'll  drop  this  robe  of  sadness, 

Sing  no  more  earth's  pilgrim  song; 
Strike  a  higher  note  of  gladness, 

Gathered  with  a  holy  throng. —  Chorus. 


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104     The  Happy  Land. 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  570.) 

1  There  is  a  happy  land 

Far,  far  away, 
Where  saints  in  glory  stand, 

Bright,  bright  as  day; 
Oh,  how  they  sweetly  sing, 
Worthy  is  our  Saviour  King, 
Loud  let  His  praises  ring, 

Praise,  praise  for  aye. 

2  Come  to  that  happy  land, 

Come,  come  away  : 
Whv  will  ye  doubting  stand  ? 
Why  still  delay  ? 

0  we  shall  happy  be, 

When  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Lord,  we  shall  live  with  Thee, 
Blest,  blest  for  aye. 

3  Bright  in  that  happy  land 

Beams  every  eye; 
Kept  by  a  Father's  hand, 

Love  cannot  die. 
On  then  to  glory  run, 
Be  a  crown  and  kingdom  won; 
And  bright  above  the  sun 

Reign,  reign  for  aye.     Amen. 

105     O  Paradise. 

(Paradise,  No.  2.    Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  525.) 

1  0  Paradise,  0  Paradise, 

Who  doth  not  crave  for  rest, 
Who  would  not  seek  the  happy  land 

Where  they  that  loved  are  blest? 
Where  loyal  hearts  and  true 

Stand  ever  in  the  light, 
All  rapture  through  and  through, 

In  God's  most  holy  sight. 

2  0  Paradise,  0  Paradise, 

1  want  to  sin  no  more, 

I  want  to  be  as  pure  on  earth 
As  on  thy  spotless  shore  : 

Where  loyal,  etc. 

3  0  Paradise,  0  Paradise, 

I  greatly  long  to  see 
The  special  place  my  dearest  Lord 
Is  destining  for  me  : 

Where  loyal,  etc. 


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4  Lord  Jesus,  King  of  Paradise, 

0  keep  me  in  Thy  love, 

And  guide  me  to  that  happy  land 
Of  perfect  rest  above  : 

Where  loyal,  etc.     Amen. 

106     Heaven  is  My  Home. 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  515.) 

1  I'm  but  a  stranger  here, 

Heaven  is  my  home  j 
Earth  is  a  desert  drear, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 
Danger  and  sorrow  stand, 
Round  me  on  every  hand; 
Heaven  is  my  fatherland, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

2  What  though  the  tempest  rage  ? 

Heaven  is  my  home; 
Short  is  my  pilgrimage, 

Heaven  is  my  home ; 
And  time's  wild  wintry  blast 
Soon  shall  be  overpast : 

1  shall  reach  home  at  last, 
Heaven  is  my  home. 

3  There,  at  my  Saviour's  side, 

Heaven  is  my  home; 
I  shall  be  glorified, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 
There  are  the  good  and  blest, 
Those  I  loved  most  and  best; 
There,  too,  I  soon  shall  rest, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

4  Therefore  I  murmur  not, 

Heaven  is  my  home; 
Whatever  my  earthly  lot, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 
And  I  shall  surely  stand 
There  at  my  Lord's  right  hand; 
Heaven  is  my  fatherland, 

Heaven  is  my  home.     Amen. 

107     The  Sound  of  Holy  Voices. 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  521.) 
1   Hark !  the  sound  of  holy  voices 
Chanting  at  the  crystal  sea, 
Alleluia,  Alleluia, 

Alleluia,  Lord,  to  Thee: 
Multitude,  which  none  can  number, 

Like  the  stars  in  glory  stands, 
Clothed  in  white  apparel,  holding 
Palms  of  victory  in  their  hands. 


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2  They  have  come  from  tribulation, 

And  have  wash'd  their  robes  in  blood, 
Wash'd  them  in  the  blood  of  Jesus; 

Tried  they  were,  and  firm  they  stood ; 
Mock'd,  imprison'd,  stoned,  tormented, 

Sawn  asunder,  slain  with  sword, 
They  have  conquer'd  death  and  Satan 

By  the  might  of  Christ  the  Lord. 

3  Marching  with  Thy  Cross  their  banner, 

They  have  triuinph'd,  following 
Thee,  the  Captain  of  salvation, 

Thee,  their  Saviour  and  their  King; 
Gladly,  Lord,  with  Thee  they  suffer'd, 

Gladly,  Lord,  with  Thee  they  died, 
And  by  death  to  life  immortal 

They  were  born  and  glorified. 

4  Now  they  reign  in  heavenly  glory, 

Now  they  walk  in  golden  light, 
Now  they  drink,  as  from  a  river, 

Holy  bliss  and  infinite: 
Love  and  peace  they  taste  forever, 

And  all  truth  and  knowledge  see 
In  the  beatific  vision 

Of  the  blessed  Trinity.     Amen. 

108     O  Shepherd  of  Thine  Israel! 

(0  Paradise.     Mortimer's  Twenty-five  Hymns,  No.  22.) 

1  0  Shepherd  of  Thine  Israel! 

The  winter  winds  are  cold; 
And  through  the  shadow  of  the  night 

We  cannot  find  the  fold  : 
Chorus. — Where  they  who  followed  far 

Have  ended  now  their  quest  ; 
Where  Thy  beloved  are 
Beside  Thee  and  at  rest. 

2  0  Shepherd  of  Thine  Israel ! 

They  seem  so  far  away, 
Those  pastures  lying  green  and  fair 
By  waters  still  as  they  : 

Where  they,  etc. 

3  0  Shepherd  of  Thine  Israel ! 

We  need  Thy  loving  hand 
To  guide  us  till  the  morning  dawns 
Upon  the  Heavenly  land  : 

Where  they,  etc. 

4  0  Shepherd  of  Thine  Israel ! 

How  far,  how  far  we  roam  ; 
Our  feet  are  weary  of  the  Avay, 
We  want  to  be  at  home  : 

Where  they,  etc. 


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109     Hark,  Hark,  My  Soul. 

(Mortimer's  Twenty-five  Hymns,  No.  23.) 

1  Hark  !  hark,  my  soul;  angelic  songs  are  swelling 

O'er  earth's  green  fields  and  ocean's  wavt-beat  shore  : 
How  sweet  the  truth  those  blessed  strains  are  telling 

Of  that  new  life  when  sin  shall  be  no  more. 
Refrain. — Angels  of  Jesus,  Angels  of  light, 

Singing  to  welcome  the  pilgrims  of  the  night. 

2  Onward  we  go,  for  still  we  hear  them  singing, 

w  Come,  weary  souls,  for  Jesus  bids  you  come:" 
And,  through  the  dark,  its  echoes  sweetly  ringing, 
The  music  of  the  Gospel  leads  us  home. — Refrain. 

3  Far,  far  away,  like  bells  at  evening  pealing, 

The  voice  of  Jesus  sounds  o'er  land  and  sea, 
And  laden  souls,  by  thousands  meekly  stealing, 

Kind  Shepherd,  turn  their  weary  steps  to  Thee. — Refrain. 

4  Angels,  sing  on!  your  faithful  watches  keeping; 

Sing  us  sweet  fragments  of  the  songs  above: 
Till  morning's  joy  shall  end  the  night  of  weeping, 

And  life's  long  shadows  break  in  cloudless  love. — Refrain. 

110    Evensong  is  Hushed. 

(Mortimer's  Twenty-five  Hymns,  No.  24.) 

1  Evensong  is  hushed  in  silence, 

And  the  hour  of  rest  is  nigh : 
Strengthen  us  for  work  to-morrow, 

Son  of  Mary,  God  Most  High. 
Thou  who  in  the  village  workshop, 
Fashioning  the  yoke  and  plough, 
Didst  eat  bread  by  daily  labor, 
Succor  them  that  labor  now. 
Refrain. — We  are  weary  of  life-long  toil, 
Of  sorrow,  and  pain,  and  sin; 
But  there  is  a  City  with  streets  of  gold, 
And  all  is  peace  within. 

2  How  are  we  to  reach  that  City, 

Whose  delights  no  tongue  may  tell  ? 
By  the  faith  that  looks  to  Jesus, 

Who  sat  weary  by  the  well : 
Sinful  men  and  sinful  women, 

He  will  wash  our  sins  away  : 
He  will  take  us  to  the  sheepfold, 

Whence  no  sheep  can  ever  stray. — Refrain. 

3  There  the  dear  ones  who  have  left  us 

We  shall  some  day  meet  again; 
There  will  be  no  bitter  partings, 
No  more  sorrow,  death,  or  pain. 


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Evensong  has  closed  in  silence, 

And  the  hour  of  rest  is  nigh  : 
Lighten  Thou  our  darkness,  Jesus, 

Son  of  Mary,  God  Most  High  ! — Refrain. 

Ill    Day  of  Rest  and  Gladness. 

(Mortimer's  Twenty-five  Hymns,  No.  25.) 

1  0  day  of  rest  and  gladness, 

0  clay  of  joy  and  light, 
0  balm  of  care  and  sadness, 

Most  beautiful,  most  bright; 
On  thee  the  high  and  lowly, 

Through  ages  join'd  in  tune, 
Sing  Holy,  Holy,  Holy, 

To  the  great  God  Triune. 

2  On  thee,  at  the  creation, 

The  light  first  had  its  birth; 
On  thee  for  our  salvation 

Christ  rose  from  depths  of  earth ; 
On  thee  our  Lord  victorious 

The  Spirit  sent  from  heaven  ; 
And  thus  on  thee  most  glorious 

A  triple  light  was  given. 

3  To-day  on  weary  nations 

The  heavenly  manna  falls; 
To  holy  convocations 

The  silver  trumpet  calls; 
Where  Gospel  light  is  glowing 

With  pure  and  radiant  beams, 
And  living  waters  flowing 

With  soul-refreshing  streams. 

4  New  graces  ever  gaining 

From  this  our  day  of  rest, 
We  reach  the  rest  remaining 

To  spirits  of  the  blest. 
To  Holy  Ghost  be  praises, 

To  Father  and  to  Son; 
The  Church  her  voice  upraises, 

To  Thee,  blest  Three  in  One.     Amen. 

112     Sweet  Sabbath  Bells. 

(Sweet  Easter  Bells.    Pond's  Easter  Carols.) 

1  The  Sabbath  day  hath  come  again, 

What  hope  and  joy  it  tells 
Of  Him  who  in  the  tomb  hath  lain, — 

Chime  on,  sweet  Sabbath  bells  ! 
The  Lord  of  Love  hath  broke  the  tomb, 

And  earth  and  sky  are  gay  ; 
The  fields  put  on  their  lovely  bloom, 

And  smile  in  bright  array. 


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Chorus. — The  Sabbath  day  hath  come  again, 
What  hope  and  joy  it  tells 
Of  Him  who  in  the  tomb  hath  lain,- 
Chime  on,  sweet  Sabbath  bells  ! 

2  In  praise  of  Him  the  angels  sing; 

And  shall  not  we  rejoice  ? 
Our  songs  of  love  we  humbly  bring, 

And  loud  be  every  voice. 
For  angels  rolled  the  stone  away 

And  bore  our  Lord  above; 
To  Him  all  glory  be  to-day, 

All  honor,  praise,  and  love. —  Chorus. 

3  Go  sing  the  song  to  every  heart, 

That  Christ  hath  risen  to-day; 
Let  every  doubt  and  fear  depart; 

And  young  and  old  then  say, 
That  He  hath  ope'd  the  portals  wide 

That  we  may  enter  in: 
The  power  of  death  He  hath  defied, 

And  He  hath  conquered  sin  ! — Chorus. 


113    Alleluia!  Alleluia! 

(Two  Easter  Hymns,  by  White!  y.    No.  1.) 

Alleluia !  alleluia ! 

Hearts  to  Heaven  and  voices  raise, 
Sing  to  God  a  hymn  of  gladness, 

Sing  to  God  a  hymn  of  praise; 
He  who,  on  the  cross  a  victim, 

For  the  world's  salvation  bled, 
Jesus  Christ,  the  King  of  Glory, 

Xow  is  risen  from  the  dead. 

Christ  is  risen — Christ  the  first  fruits 

Of  the  holy  harvest  field, 
"Which  with  all  its  full  abundance 

At  His  second  coming  yield; 
Then  the  golden  ears  of  harvest 

Will  their  heads  before  Him  wave, 
Ripened  by  His  glorious  sunshine, 

From  the  furrows  of  the  grave. 

Christ  is  risen,  we  are  risen ; 

Shed  upon  us  heavenl}-  grace, 
Rain  and  dew,  and  gleams  of  glory, 

From  the  brightness  of  Thy  face : 
That  we,  with  our  hearts  in  Heaven, 

Here  on  earth  may  fruitful  be, 
And  by  angel  hands  be  gathered, 

And  be  ever,  Lord,  with  Thee. 


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4  Alleluia  !  alleluia  ! 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high ; 
Alleluia  to  the  Saviour, 

Who  has  gained  the  victory ; 
Alleluia  to  the  Spirit, 

Fount  of  love  and  sanctity ; 
Alleluia !  alleluia ! 

To  the  Triune  Majesty. 

114    Down  from  Their  Home  on  High. 

(Spiritual  Songs,  page  170.) 

1  Down  from  their  home  on  high, 
Down  through  the  starry  sky, 
Angels  descending  fly, 

While  the  earth  shaketh; 
Roll  they  the  stone  away 
From  where  the  Saviour  lay — 
Out  into  glorious  day, 
His  way  He  taketh. 
Refrain. — Loud  Alleluias;  Loud  Alleluias  ! 
Our  risen  Saviour,  to  Thee  we  sing 
Alleluia!     Alleluia!     Alleluia! 

2  He  from  the  grave  is  gone, 
Treading  the  way  alone  ; 
Death  now  is  overthrown 

By  His  endeavor ! 
Where  is  thy  victory, 
0  Grave  ?  and  where  shall  be, 
0  Death,  our  fear  of  thee  ? 

Vanished  forever. — Refrain. 

3  Sing  we  Thy  praise  for  aye, 
Who  washed  our  sins  away; 
Unto  Thy  Name  alway 

We  shall  be  singing; 
Far  down  the  tracts  of  time, 
Shall  every  earthly  clime 
Join  in  the  song  sublime, 

With  praises  ringing. — Refrain. 

115    Alleluia! 

(Howard's  Ten  Easter  Carols,  page  20.) 

1  Alleluia!     Alleluia! 

Floating  o'er  the  crystal  sea ; 
Comes  a  voice  like  many  waters, 

Rising  up,  0  Christ,  to  Thee! 
Alleluia!     Lord  Almighty, 

Thou  hast  bought  us  with  Thy  blood  ! 
Thou  hast  ransomed  us  and  saved  us, 

We  approach  Thee,  Christ  our  God ! 


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2  Alleluia!     Alleluia! 

From  the  sons  of  Adam  rise 
Sounds  of  Resurrection  triumph 

Upward  to  the  Easter  skies  : 
Alleluia !     Well-Beloved. 

We  revere  Thee,  Christ  our  Lord  ! 
Earth's  ten  thousand  voices  praise  Thee, 

Everywhere  Thou  art  adored. 

3  Alleluia!     Alleluia! 

Thou  hast  bound  captivity  ; 
At  Thy  chariot  wheels  of  glory, 

Death  is  captive  led  to  Thee : 
Alleluia  !  we  salute  Thee, 

Thralls  of  death,  thou  Lord  of  life; 
Breaker  of  the  ancient  bondage, 

Victor  in  the  deadly  strife. 

4  Alleluia!     Alleluia! 

Let  our  song  of  triumph  rise, 
Upward  to  Thy  throne  of  glory 

In  the  everlasting  skies  : 
Alleluia  !     Christ  is  risen  ! 

Earth  and  Heaven  together  sing; 
Alleluia  !     Alleluia  ! 

Alleluia!  Christ  our  King  ! 


110    Angels,  Roll  the  Rock  Away. 

(Hutchins'  Sunday-School  Hymnal,  No.  251.) 

1  Angels,  roll  the  rock  away ! 
Death,  yield  up  the  mighty  prey  ! 
See,  the  Saviour  quits  the  tomb, 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom. 

Alleluia  !  Alleluia  ! 
Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day. 

2  Shout,  ye  seraphs  j  angels,  raise 
Your  eternal  song  of  praise: 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Echo  to  the  blissful  sound. 

Alleluia  !  Alleluia  ! 
Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day. 

3  Holy  Father,  holy  Son, 
Holy  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Glory  as  of  old  to  Thee, 
Now  and  evermore  shall  be. 

Alleluia  !  Alleluia  ! 
Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day.     Amen. 


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117     Spring  Song. 

(Howard's  Ten  Easter  Carols,  No.  5.) 

1  Let  the  air  with  music  ring, 

Hence  with  tears  and  sighing; 
Frost  and  cold  are  fled  from  spring, 

Love  hath  conquered  dying; 
Flowers  are  smiling,  fields  are  gay, 

Sunny  is  the  weather, 
With  our  risen  Lord  to-day 

All  things  joy  together. 
Chorus. — Let  the  air  with  music  ring, 
Ring,  ring,  ring, 
Let  the  air  with  music  ring, 
Ring,  ring,  ring. 

2  Let  the  birds  sing  out  again 

In  a  merry  chorus, 
Christ  is  risen  Who  was  slain 

And  Who  suffered  for  us; 
Sounds  of  joy  come  fast  and  clear 

As  the  breezes  flutter; 
u  He  is  ris'n,  He  is  not  here," 

Is  the  voice  they  utter. —  Chorus. 

3  Let  our  song  sound  cheerily  ; 

This  our  comfort  giveth, 
Though  He  died  on  Calvary 

Yet  to-day  He  liveth. 
Every  heart  may  sing  to-day, 

Nor  let  sorrow  vex  it, 
Since  the  very  grave  can  say 

Christ,  who  lay  there,  left  it. — Chorus. 

118     The  Strife  is  O'er. 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  249.) 
Alleluia!  Alleluia!  Alleluia! 

1  The  strife  is  o'er,  the  battle  done ; 
The  triumph  of  the  Lord  is  won  ; 

Oh,  let  the  song  of  praise  be  sung.     Alleluia ! 

2  The  powers  of  death  have  done  their  worst, 
And  Jesus  hath  His  foes  dispersed; 

Let  shouts  of  praise  and  joy  outburst.     Alleluia! 

3  On  that  third  morn  He  rose  again, 
In  glorious  majesty  to  reign; 

Oh,  let  us  swell  the  joyful  strain.     Alleluia! 

4  He  closed  the  yawning  gates  of  hell; 
The  bars  from  Heaven's  high  portals  fell ; 
Let  songs  of  joy  His  triumphs  tell.     Alleluia ! 

5  Lord,  by  the  stripes  which  wounded  Thee, 
From  death's  dread  sting  Thy  servants  free, 

That  we  may  live,  and  sing  to  Thee.     Alleluia !     Amen. 


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119     The  Silent  Watch. 

(Geibel's  Carols  for 

1  Shepherds  silent  watch  were  keeping, 
And  the  weary  world  was  sleeping 

In  night's  still  embrace: 
When  amid  a  heav'nly  glory, 
There  was  told  a  wondrous  story. 
For  a  fallen  race. 

2  In  the  air  above,  and  singing. 
Came  the  holy  angels  winging 

Down  to  earth  their  flight: 
Bringing  news  of  joy  and  gladness, 
Banishing  from  earth  its  sadness, 
On  that  holy  night. 

3  Hark  !  the  heavenly  chorus  swelling. 
Christ  has  come,  sin's  night  dispelling, 

1  of  love  and  peace  : 
Come  to  bear  our  shame  and  sorrow. 
Come  to  grant  a  bright  to-morrow, 
That  shall  never  cease. 

4  Praise  the  Author  of  salvation  ! 
Shout  aloud  in  exultation. 

To  the  God  of  love. 
Till,  with  angel  voices  blending 
We  shall  join  that  song  unending. 
In  the  courts  above. 


120     Star,  Beautiful  Star. 

:  of  Praise,  page  24.) 

1  f  There's  a  beautiful  star,  a  beautiful  star. 

The  weary  travellers  have  followed  far. 
;  Shining  bo  brightly  all  the  way. 

['Till  it  stood  o'er  the  place  where  the  young  child  lay. 
Chorus. — Star,  star,  beautiful  star, 
Pilgrims  weary  we  are. 
To  Jesus,  to  Jesus. 
We  follow  thee  from  afar. 

2  f  In  the  land  of  the  East,  in  the  shadows  of  night. 
r .  ,    .  We  saw  the  glory  of  thy  new  light, 

I  Telling  us  in  our  distant  home, 

I  The  King,  Redeemer,  to  earth  has  come. —  C$ 

3  f  We  have  gold  for  tribute  and  gifts  for  prayer, 

Incense  of  myrrh  and  spices  rare: 
|  All  that  we  have  we  hither  bring. 
j^To  lay  it  with  joy  at  the  feet  of  the  Kin 


Chorum. 


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121     There's  a  Song  in  the  Air. 

(A  Carol.    Sheet  Music.) 

1  There's  a  song  in  the  air, 

There's  a  star  in  the  sky, 
There's  a  mother's  deep  prayer, 

And  a  baby's  low  cry ; 
And  the  star  rains  its  fire  while  the  Beautiful  sing, 
For  the  manger  of  Bethlehem  cradles  a  King. 

2  There's  a  tumult  of  joy 

O'er  the  wonderful  birth, 
For  the  virgin's  sweet  boy 

Is  the  Lord  of  the  earth. 
Ay  !  the  star  rains  its  fire  and  the  Beautiful  sing, 
For  the  manger  of  Bethlehem  cradles  a  King. 

3  In  the  light  of  that  star 

Lie  the  ages  impearled; 
And  that  song  from  afar 

Has  swept  over  the  world. 
Every  heart  is  aflame,  and  the  Beautiful  sing, 
In  the  homes  of  the  nations,  that  Jesus  is  King. 

4  We  rejoice  in  the  light, 

And  we  echo  the  song 
That  comes  down  through  the  light 

From  the  heavenly  throng. 
Ay  !  we  shout  to  the  lovely  evangel  they  bring, 
And  we  greet  in  the  cradle  our  Saviour  and  King. 

122     It  is  the  Day,  the  Holy  Day. 

(A  Carol,  by  Chas.  T.  Howell.) 

1  It  is  the  day,  the  holy  day 

On  which  our  Lord  was  born ; 
Sweet  bells,  and  voices  loud  and  clear, 

Are  heard  this  happy  morn. 
The  Lord  has  come:  Good-will  to  men  ! 

The  shining  angels  say  ; 
And  song,  and  hearts  of  gladness, 

Begin  this  holy  day. 

2  'Twas  in  an  humble  manger, 

A  little  lowly  shed, 
With  cattle  at  His  infant  feet, 

And  shepherds  at  His  head; 
The  Saviour  of  this  sinful  world, 

In  innocence  first  lay, 
While  wise  men  made  their  offerings 

To  Him,  this  holy  day. 

3  He  came  to  save  the  perishing, 

To  waft  the  sighs  to  heaven 
Of  guilty  men,  who  truly  sought 
To  weep,  to  be  forgiven  ; 


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An  Intercessor  still  He  shine-. 

And  men  to  Him  should  pray, 
At  His  altar's  feet,  for  meekness, 

Upon  this  holy  day. 

4   As  flowers  still  bloom  fair  again, 

Tho'  all  their  life  seems  shed, 
Thus  we  shall  rise  with  life  once  more, 

Tho'  numbered  with  the  dead. 
Then  may  our  stations  be  near  Him, 

To  Whom  we  worship  pay, 
And  praise  with  heartfelt  gratitude. 

Upon  this  holy  day. 

123     The   Children's  King. 

(A  Carol,  by  Chas.  T.  Bowell.  I 

1  Now  we  bring  our  Christmas  treasures, 

Loving  thoughts  and  deeds  we  bring, 
Child-like  hearts  we  gladly  offer, 
To  the  Child,  the  children's  King. 

2  To  the  Child,  who  in  the  manger 

Lay  upon  that  Christmas  morn. 
When  the  angels  came  to  tell  us 
That  the  children's  King  was  born. 

:'.   And  He  lives  throughout  the  ages, 

Lives  and  reigns  in  earth  and  sky  : 
Angel  hosts  still  sing  the  glory 
Of  the  children's  King  on  high. 

A   Yet  He  cares  for  children's  prais 
So  with  heart  and  voice  we  sing 
Glory  in  the  highest,  glory 

To  the  Child,  the  children's  King. 

124     Christmas  Carol. 
(Three  Christmas  Carols,  by  Gilchrist.    \ 

1  Good  Christian  people  all. 

Your  joyful  anthems  raise, 
With  heart  and  soul  and  voices  join 
To  celebrate  His  praise. 
Chorus. — Then  sing  aloud  :  your  debt  of  adoration  pay, 
For  Christ  the  Lord  was  born  on  this  great  day. 

2  He  came  a  little  child. 

To  dwell  with  man  on  earth. 
An  infant,  gentle,  meek,  and  mild. 

To  save  us  all  from  death.  — Choru: 

3  He  came  to  bear  our  woes. 

Our  wayward  steps  to  guide. 
And  then  to  die  that  we  might  live, 

Released  from  Bin  and  pride.  — Chorus. 


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4  Then  Christians  one  and  all. 
Your  joyful  anthems  raise; 
With  heart  and  soul  and  voices  join 
ITo  celebrate  His  praise. j|  —  Chorus. 

125     Star  of  Advent. 

(Boner's  Christmas  Carols,  New  and  Old.) 

1  Star  of  Advent,  star  of  glory, 

Now  thy  beauteous  light  unfold  ; 
Full  of  radiance,  tell  the  story 

Ever  new, — yet  ever  told. 
Chorus. — Star  of  Advent,  bright  with  glory, 
Beam  upon  our  hearts  to-day ; 
Lead  us  where  the  Light  is  shining 
Full  of  mercy's  gentle  ray. 

2  Beam  upon  our  darkened  nations 

With  thy  glory,  might,  and  power; 
Show  the  heathen  thy  salvation 

Every  day  and  every  hour. —  Chorus. 

3  Star  of  Beth'lem,  glorious  emblem 

Of  the  dear  Redeemer's  light. 
Star  of  Advent,  star  of  glory, 

Thou  canst  pierce  the  deepest  night. —  Chorus. 

126     The  Herald  Angels. 

(Mendelssohn.     Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  210.) 

1  Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sing 
Glory  to  the  new-born  King, 
Peace  on  earth  and  mercy  mild. 
God  and  sinners  reconciled. 
Joyful  all  ye  nations  rise, 

Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies; 
With  the  angelic  host  proclaim 
Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem.     Hark,  etc. 

2  Christ  by  highest  Heaven  adored, 
Christ,  the  everlasting  Lord, 
Late  in  time  behold  Him  come, 
Offspring  of  a  Virgin's  womb. 
Veiled  in  flesh  the  Godhead  see  ! 
Hail  the  incarnate  Deity  ! 
Pleased  as  Man  with  man  to  dwell, 
Jesus  our  Emmanuel.     Hark.  etc. 

'6   Hail  the  Heaven-born  Prince  of  Peace! 
Hail,  the  Son  of  Righteousn. 
Light  and  life  to  all  He  brings, 
Risen  with  healing  in  His  wings; 
Mild  He  lays  His  glory  by, 
Born  that  man  no  more  may  die, 
Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth, 
Bom  to  u-ive  them  second  birth.      Hark,  etc.     Amen. 


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127     Carol  for  Christmas  Day. 

(Evangelical  Hymnal,  No.  589.) 

1  All  this  night  bright  angels  sing, 
Never  was  such  caroling, 

Hark  !  a  voice  which  loudly  cries, 
"  Mortals,  mortals,  wake  and  rise. 
Lo  !  to  gladness  Turns  your  sadness  : 
From  the  earth  is  ris'n  a  Sun, 
Shines  all  uight  tho*  day  be  done/' 

2  Wake,  0  earth,  wake  every  thing, 
Wake  and  hear  the  joy  I  bring  : 
Wake  and  joy  ;  for  all  this  night, 
Heaven  and  every  twinkling  light, 
All  amazing,  Still  stand  gazing; 
Angels,  powers  and  all  that  be, 
Wake,  and  joy  this  Sun  to  see. 

3  Hail !  0  Sun,  0  blessed  Light, 
Sent  into  this  world  by  night ; 
Let  Thy  rays  and  heav'nly  pow'rs 
Shine  in  these  dark  souls  of  ours. 
For  most  duly,  Thou  art  truly 
God  and  Man  we  do  confess : 

Hail,  0  Sun  of  Righteousness!     Amen. 


128     Sing  Ye  the  Song  of  Praise, 
(Hutch ins'  Sunday-School  Hymnal,  No.  480.) 

1  Sing  ye  the  song  of  praise,  Jesus  is  come ! 
High  your  glad  voices  raise,  Jesus  is  come  ! 
Cast  worldly  cares  away, 

Worship  and  homage  pay, 
Welcome  the  blessed  day, 
Jesus  is  come  ! 

2  This  day  in  Bethlehem  Jesus  was  born  ! 
King  of  Jerusalem  Jesus  was  born  ! 
Sun  of  all  righteousness 

Shining  with  blessedness, 
Healing  our  wretchedness, 
Jesus  was  born  ! 

3  Cleanse  us  from  all  our  sin.  Saviour  Divine! 
Make  our  thoughts  pure  within,  Saviour  Divine! 
Lo  !  now  the  herald  sound 

Carols  the  love  profound, 
Telling  of  Jesus  found, 
Saviour  Divine ! 


